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Prince Of Fantasies
Zakaria Glenza

Walking on a cloud,
Wondering why it's not that stable,
When walking on the ground,
Was easier and you were able…

How long will you hang on?
Between the earth and the sky,
Days and years were gone,
And for the same reasons you still cry…

Looking in a mirror,
You expect to see the others,
The one you see is not a hero,
He's not better than his brothers…

Who do you think you are?
When you want the others to be the same!
You're not a shining star,
I don't even know your name!

Listen to me little prince of fantasies,
You're the lord of illusions,
Addicted to confusions,
Sticking to your useless principles and to some barren conclusions,
Let me tell you what the life is,
Life is so cruel; it will bring you down on your knees,
If you want to live proud,
Remember the walk on the cloud,
So don't complain.
The cloud may turn into some rain,
You will fall within a drop,
Your fantasies will surely stop!
Reality will break your pride,
Where to go, where to hide?

You pretend to be from another race,
What are you doing here?
In the mirror I only see your face,
And when I talk your voice I hear!

You're looking for the answer,
You said, you're looking for the freedom,
And acting like a dancer,
“Guided by the rhythm”
Seven years and you're still lost,
Taking me with you to an endless ride,
Who's paying the cost?
Of the silly things called philosophy and pride!

You call your self “The slave4ever”,
And every year you changed your name,
Slavery and truth don't go together,
Why don't you stop your silly game!

Hey little prince of fantasies,
It's time to open up your eyes,
Your private Guinness is just a web of lies,
Where you put you're illusions and scores you've never realized,
Why do you keep the score?
Of a game you can't play anymore!
On a cloud you are running,
A storm, I can see, is coming,
It will rain night and day,
Through a storm you want to find your way!
It's a kind of a suicide,
Seven times you did and who died? No one but a name,
Then you get another, and restart the game,

From the circle of fantasies I'm bored,
I'm tired,
I'm done!

Little prince of fantasies,
Come back on earth,
Or take your soul away,
You've been bothering me from the day of your birth,
There is no more I can say.


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