DREAM GIRL

The dream girl, one I dreamed of
For a century and so, crying for her and love
Still
From the sunrise to sunset
I don’t see her face, only I see the ugliest
She is in dreams, my only breathe is her
But where
And when will I find her?

Ugly one, Ugly face before me
Surely;
I say surely, is not the one
The one I admired most
The only thing I crave for
Is my young and beauty dream girl.