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In Bloom
Forested paths surrounded by barracks of dreams
A flowering cherry tree right in the middle of my senses
Still with a taste of freshness and berries quite sweet
We venture to seek deep oceans of high spirits
Glowing with love and me wishing well to every soul
There is no need to separate my days from what is unreal;
The book of quotes I see as my bible written by spirited minds
To read about perfection we seek, that sparkling flow
Our idols have been there before us and now appear to lead us;
La Bohème to be our routine, breathtaking
Let’s return to an earlier century and live among inventors
We shall climb cherry trees or sky high mountains
Travelling the world would be our pleasure
Through words, through wandering, excitement and long nights
I still feel the taste of berries in the corner of my lips;
We shall never get bored for the minds be possess
The time is ours and we never regret
Let’s break down the barracks and share our routes;
Blooming ideas are what know how to guide us
Clear valleys with rich scents, how I like the aroma
Look after my sanity when you have been shown the way
Inspiration is everywhere, so dare to follow the breeze
For the storms that might appear we will stay strong
Hence there is no need to separate my days from what is unreal.
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