Once in a while I see a nightmare;
Im a white tigress captured by people.
I thrash about in utter despair,
Losing my strength: becoming feeble.
Then my weakness makes me go ape,
And somehow I manage to escape.
And I run, run, run, run!
To the setting sun; its ecstatic emotion!
And I love, love this song of the furious waves
Of the infinite ocean!
I still feel the breeze stroking my face:
Warmed by the sun and cooled by the ocean.
My tigress heart adored natures grace;
And I enjoyed this undying devotion.
This unusual dream was so real;
Joy of boundless freedom I still can feel.