I look at You and sigh,
What do you want my God?…

Kneeling at your bare feet,
I wonder,
What do you want me to discover
of this bitter goodbye?…

I dream of shaking hands,
with melting into his embrace of love…
I dream of thawing into her kisses,
because like those of a mother,
there is nothing, Lord…

I dream and I live sleeping,
because I just want to wake up
in a better world…

I dream and live bragging,
that when we resume,
we will all recognized
that we should not only learn
from sorrow and pain.