Golden Abudance: Her Dreams Are Real

The gleaming sun is like a diamond....bringing me close to heaven.

It's like a dream that has a meaning, dancing in my face.

No the time has gotten close to done, and the birds of paradise have already flown.

Now the light in my hands will brighten to something more...

Any more!

Any more will we have to hurt like yesterday.

Any more, where we would have to be slaves of the trade.

Any more will I have to cry tonight, again...

Naa~

Any more!

Any more suffering that's part of the realm.

Any more!

Any more quakes of the shaking hearts.

Any more will I have to face you....

Our dreams are real....