I sang to my dear dead mother
and she instantly understood me,
and pressing a kiss to my forehead said
as into her arms she pulled me:
Believe then in truth, or in fantasy, –
if you'll only believe in it utterly!
For truth is what you believe it to be.
My son, believe in your dream! (Eino Leino)

I sang to my dear dead mother and she instantly understood me, and pressing a kiss to my forehead said as into her arms she pulled me: Believe then in truth, or in fantasy, – if you'll only believe in it utterly! For truth is what you believe it to be. My son, believe in your dream!

Eino Leino

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