Just one dream I have today
That`s to quit, to run away
From that paradise-like place
Which has smell of dull disgrace.
There is summer in its bloom
Decorates great worldwide room,
Paints its floor with tender green,
Ceiling - with aquamarine.
There is shining lace of stream
Radiates a brilliant gleam.
Wonder`s reigning in the air,
Joy`s provoked by despair.