In memory of the Corniche of my dreams

A corniche in my dreams,
overlooking a beautiful blue sea

A man swimming among sharks,
which do not hurt him.

Right below,
a city like a crescent moon

On the left side,
a tree which I lean against

On the right side,
the bust of a woman in white stone

A bust of a woman in white stone
surrounded by roses she loves so much
who does not want a vase
for the two roses a red and a white
that I’ve picked and woven for her

A bust of a woman in white stone
that tells me : « Find me and you shall find him »

A bust of a woman in white stone
I have search but never found

A corniche in my dreams
which relaxed me and I loved

A corniche in my dreams
where I searched my star
and finally found myself

A corniche in my dreams
I have search but never found

A swimmer in my mind
The brother of my soul,
My spiritual friend
I wanted to meet you

Adieu,
I know that you never exist.

You are just a strange dream,
the thought of an utopian dreamer. 
but I do not regret having dreamed

I have not found you,
but finally I found myself