In the fantasy I see a just world,
There all live in peace and in honesty.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly,
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul.
In the fantasy I see a clear world,
There too the night is less dark.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly.
In the fantasy exists a warm wind,
Which blows upon the city, like a friend.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly,
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul.