Once a time I had a dream
That I was the richest person   then everything which I had dreamed 

Would be mine at my first order 

Whichever things which I will do 

No one will be bothered 

And knowing that one day 

Every power, all I had

Would be gone forever like a dead flower.

And yet knowing the results

I will live like a dreamer

Who dreams to live Happy forever.

But did I pass the huge time thinking about my dream?