Quiet little sleeping town

 black as the Caspian Sea

Pretty little sleeping town tells a       story to me

Pretty little town alive as none may see

Pretty little sleeping town is more alive than me

The baker dreams of breads and cakes

The environmentalist of saving all the lakes

But up sits Patty White

Her room is filled with light 

She doesn't know how to relax any more 

The quiet little sleeping town is live as it can be 

But Patty White does truly lack this true vivacity

Optime, Vive a wise man said to her

She wandered to a nearby town by the name of Kerr

1 smile 

2 smile 

3 smile 

4

Up gos her hearts door

The Lord has knocked

And she has walked

Through desert and through valley

She said me oh my oh me oh my these people really changed me

Cura Personalis

There is care for each one of us

Those feelings of the baker, and the environmentalist can be shared by all

No matter how short or tall

Although dreams may be clandestine

I suggest that you go stand in line 

Because if we all dream together

We can change the world forever