Dreams, dreams, my love, my dream.
In the entire night shines your light
My love, when you dream of me, a song rises.
From heaven, the hearts of angels descend—the world changes.
Life becomes a symphony, all illuminated—
soft and clear, sweet and pure—
and you seem very close, very close to me.
Whispering in the unreal night, your voice calls out to me.
From heaven, the hearts of angels descend—the world changes.
My life becomes a symphony, all illuminated—
magnificent, pathetic—
it takes on every visage of love.
My life will be this symphony, always faithful—
eternal, eternal—that makes a dream become reality.
It is you, it is you, it is you.