Oh, if in my dreams I could offer a golden colour
I would do so without excluding any child
A colour guiding people, a sun revealing my path
A colour, even more: a fate
Or a colour stronger than illusions
The colour of my love towards the old days
Now, my heart is driving me towards the past
A past that knows who I am
A past where my kin are, where I see the future
Better than it could ever be
And it will bring back the memories to my soul
And will never forsake me
A mother... A father... A family... That is only what I seek and long for
A mother... A father... And a family... I will be steady only when I get together with them
Oh, if in my dreams I could offer a golden colour
I would do so without excluding any child
A colour guiding people, a sun revealing my path
A colour, even more: a fate
Or a home in which there would be affection, hope and safatey
A home that oblivion could not erase
A home that would erase any worries and sorrows
© Pires Philippe
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