In a large, enchanted garden,
Suddenly, I found myself...
A harp and violins were playing,
Angels in the sky were smiling at me;
The wind was making the summer sing...
I was walking in a tread so soft,
On a carpet made of roses' petals...
A dove on my shoulder,
A swallow in each hand,
And pastel-coloured butterflies...
It was just a dream;
It was just a dream...
But so beautiful that it was true,
Like a day which is rising...
It was just a dream;
A smile on my lips...
A smile which I have kept,
Even after my dream was over...
The sun and its rays of gold;
The flowers were dancing at the same rhythm...
White horses with wings
Seemed to want to touch the sky;
I was really in fairy-land...
It was just a dream;
It was just a dream...
But so beautiful that it was true,
Like a day which is rising...
It was just a dream;
A smile on my lips...
A smile which I have kept,
Even after my dream was over...
In a large, enchanted garden, Suddenly, I found myself... A harp and violins were playing, Angels in the sky were smiling at me; The wind was making the summer sing...
I was walking in a tread so soft, On a carpet made of roses' petals... A dove on my shoulder, A swallow in each hand, And pastel-coloured butterflies...
It was just a dream; It was just a dream... But so beautiful that it was true, Like a day which is rising... It was just a dream; A smile on my lips... A smile which I have kept, Even after my dream was over...
The sun and its rays of gold; The flowers were dancing at the same rhythm... White horses with wings Seemed to want to touch the sky; I was really in fairy-land...
It was just a dream; It was just a dream... But so beautiful that it was true, Like a day which is rising... It was just a dream; A smile on my lips... A smile which I have kept, Even after my dream was over...
It was just a dream...