what i dreamed was something
of happiness,
what i wished for was something of love.
beyond that mountain is a quiet town
and, on sunny sundays the sky is blue.
the girsl in the countryside, dressed up and holding
parasols,
are singing a song.
the countrygirls are dancing in a large circle.
in response, a little blue bird sings.
it sings upon a low hanging branch.
what i dreamed was something of love,
what i wished for was something of happiness.
all of that is here.