Every day we wakeup
With so much expectations
Of what to expect from the day
At sound of the cock crow
The clocks starts ticking a new day.
Is born giving us a gift
To live again to chase our dream
In the city of dreams
Where dreams are concieve and birthed
Every seconds every hour here in
The city of dreams.
From the bustling horn
Of the vechles to the chanting
Of passers by with a beautiful
Scene from the city from
The city of dreams.
Of the vechles to the chanting
Of passers by with a beautiful
Scene from the city from
The city of dreams.
Where the brian never sleeps
Working from dust to dawn
Not deferring for an hour
We walk the field of work here in
The city of dreams.
Working from dust to dawn
Not deferring for an hour
We walk the field of work here in
The city of dreams.
Our heart has been preoccupied
With the dreams in our heart
We kept at it come hell hot water
Even in the coldness of deadness of the night
We never faulter we never give up.
With the dreams in our heart
We kept at it come hell hot water
Even in the coldness of deadness of the night
We never faulter we never give up.
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