Paralysis in Dreamland

It's been a year I spent here,

yet my feeling is all the same

like the endless universe out there,

and a target without an aim.

Somwhere every day I go

is where somehow I leave.

Going to where crowds flow

is the way every day I keep.

Day by day I count,

and it goes on like paradise.

But one day I find

that my heart has paralyzed.

I can see the oasis ahead,

but now I've no idea where to land;

In desert I lie on a bed,

where I remain in my dreamland.