There was a very strange thing that happened to me. Last night I had a strangest dream, I’d never dreamed before. I dreamed the world had all agreed to put an end to war. In dream I saw a mighty room. The room was filled with men. And the paper they were signing said, they’d never fight again. And when the paper was all signed and million copies made, they all joined hands in friendly ring and joyful songs were sung. And the people in the streets below were dancing round and round, while swords and guns and uniforms were scattered on the ground. And then I woke up.
