Very often I dream Africa, br Where I belonged to the land in my previous births. br Once I talked friendly with mount Kilimanjaro. br 'I want to draw you on a canvas for an Exhibition.' br 'First you have to climb my dear painter.' br But I missed several occasions and never tried again. br Now when I see her in my dreams as a sculptor br She acts like a stranger br And never talk about our bygone incidents. br I feel like a dwarf beneath the mountain.