My dreams are the dreams of my beloveds.
My first beloved dreamt to be a person who protected the rights of the poor and the weak.
We worked together.
We lived with the dream.
We trained ourselves to be the persons that we wished.
And now my dreams are your dreams.
Your dream is,
“the good news is proclaimed to the poor”.*
I’ve been thinking about your dream.
I feel I can do it.
If you choose me,
please help me do my best.
Wishing your dream will come true.
Wishing your faith in me will be come true.