Tread every so slightly for you walk upon

My fragile dreams, wrung out into a string

And hung to dry in the oriental wind

And let to bake ‘neath the sun so smoldering 

Let Her romantic breath blow unto these dreams

Embrace its fragility, to bring security

With imminent words brimming by the tongue

She whispers her hope with grave solemnity

Bare with my fragile dreams, will you

For I ask with distilled manifestication 

And it has all come towards me clear

And may you tread softly on my fragile dreams, dear