Vis, realitate?

Ieri am visat frumos. Se făcea că eram o domniță deghizată în cavaler și călăream pe un cal negru de o frumusețe uimitoare.

Astăzi uitasem deja visul. Dar într-un mod inexplicabil, mi-am amintit brusc de o recomandare muzicală primită de curând, pe care nu apucasem să o cercetez. Așadar am cercetat. Și am găsit.

O voce ireală. Un clip ce redă foarte bine o stare de vis,  puțin apăsătoare. Până când apar caii și totul devine ușor, frumos, perfect. Printre ei se află și calul meu negru din visul de ieri. În toată splendoarea lui.

Misterioase sunt căile viselor… 🙂

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I had a beautiful dream yesterday. I was a maiden disguised as a knight and I was riding a breathtakingly beautiful black horse.

Today, that dream was already forgotten. However, for no reason whatsoever and totally out of the blue, I remembered a music recommendation I’d received recently, but hadn’t had time to look up. And I looked it up. And found… a voice which seems unreal. A video which perfectly renders a dream-like mood which is almost heavy and hard to bear, until the horses show up. And then, all of a sudden, everything becomes light, beautiful, perfect. Among them, I saw my black horse from yesterday’s dream. In all of his splendour.

Mysterious are the ways of the dreams…