I’ll be little girl and woman
I’ll be the water, I’ll be the flame
For him, for him
I’ll be the calm and the storm
My grey days will be holidays
For him, for him
For him
I’ll steal a piece of heaven
I’ll walk to the end of the rainbow
If he’s a bit further
I’ll end up finding him
I know he’s waiting for me at the night of time
And that together we’ll light up springtime
Because he’s the dream that makes my dreams dream
I’ll invent strange suns
More troubling than the look of angels
For him, for him
I’ll be princess or even slave
If he’s the wind, I’ll be the sail
For him, for him
For him
I’ll build glass castles
With gardens where the roses bloom in winter
But I hope he doesn’t take long
Without him the autumn is cold
If one day my prayers fly to him
He would know that for him I keep my life
Because he’s the dream that makes my dreams dream
For him
I’ll forget that I’ve often cried
That my life isn’t written in any past
I’ll forget that love made fun of me for so long
Tomorrow he’ll come to me from wherever
And for me it’ll be the first time
Because he’s the dream that makes my dreams dream