Papiernikov: Poem and Translation
It can be that I build my castles in the air
It can be that my God doesn't exist
In my dreams it is brighter, In my dreams it is better
In my dreams the skies are bluer than blue.
It can be that I will never reach my goal
It can be that my boat will never reach the shore
I don't care if I never reach the shore
I care only about walking on a sunny road.