Dreaming the impossible dream,
Carrying the sorrow of departures,
Yes, burning with a possible fever,
Yes, to go where no one goes.
To love until it tears,
To love, even too much, even badly,
Yes, trying, without strength and without armour,
Yes, to reach the unattainable star.
That is my quest.
Yes, to follow the star,
What do I care about my chances?
I don't care about time
Or my despair
And then I'll struggle on
Without question or rest
To damn myself
For the gold of a word of love.
I don't know if I'll be that hero
But my heart would be still
And cities would be splashed with blue
Because a wretch
Is still burning, though he's burned everything.
Yes, still burning, even too much, even badly
Yes, to reach out to the edge,
To reach the unattainable star.