1
Dreams like babies, like buds
With little care they grow and face their fate
Loving babies, would do them good
And care would make buds grow into a wood
II
A baby needs the care of his loving (Mam)
And buds would easily prosper in the farm
So, mother your dreams like a mother
And care for them, like a father or brother
Make cradles for your dreams, that is you heart
And make your souls the soil for them, to start
III
Build an empire of dreams
And make them grow
as fast as they could go
Who were emperors?
They were just big dreamers
So, like them you should do
IV
Build a throne out for your own
Build a mansion of your own
Kings as well were big dreamers
Yes, they were! !
So, be a king yourself, or a multi-millionaire
V
Hold on to your dreams, belittle them not
They may be deferred for a while
And they may be growing slow,
But hold fast to your dreams,
Dreams like friends,
They always remain faithful and true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem