Gardens made of still water rise their face on a frozen forest. She drinks the sand of the lie while islands lost, dissolve the time.
The ice is forming all around her deep eyes now ancient gardens are flying on the water.
The long river flows through a forest but now she sees he's dying, for all the time has passed the man she sees was crying.
Running to freedom waterfall cries, open its gardens to leave the world of dreams. The sun is shinning reflecting the sky over the garden to leave the world of dreams.
