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The Dream of a Child
I am a clown with a smiling gaze,
You laugh and I am happy.
I become Zorro, defender of the oppressed,
You are free and I am happy.
I imagine myself a cowboy with a lasso,
I hold you close to me.
I am protected by all my heroes
Who live deep inside me.
At nightfall I become Pierrot,
I see the moon and I am happy.
Along the way I meet Harlequin — bravo!
I am a cloud and I am happy.
One day a Smurf, tomorrow a kangaroo — what does it matter,
I am a child with a sun-bright heart.
In the eyes of grown-ups, I open my doors,
I am a child painted with the colors of the sky.
Daddy, look at the Christmas tree, it opens its arms to us,
The earth has covered itself with snow.
With my hands I build my dream and here it is,
Just for you, a snowman.
Mickey or Donald the little duck,
I dream of a world without rain,
Filled with music and fanfare,
Opening the paths of life for me.
Frog or fish — what does it matter,
I am a child, I marvel without hesitation
At a tulip or a fallen leaf,
I am a child with a heart full of love.
Joël Charvillat
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