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I think that a dream almost never returns
I was painting my hands and my face blue.
Then suddenly I was coming, carried off by the wind,
And I was beginning to fly into the endless sky.
To Fly
To Sing
In the blue( sky ) , painted blue,
Happy to be up there.
And I flew and flew happily to the heights of the Sun
And higher and higher into the sky.
While the world slowly, slowly
Disappeared in the distance down there.
Sweet music played
Only for me.
To Fly
To Sing
In the blue( sky ) , painted blue,
Happy to be up there.
But all the dreams vanish at dawn because
When it sets, the Moon takes them along,
But I continue dreaming in your beautiful eyes
That are blue like a sky dotted with stars.
To Fly
To Sing
In the blue of your blue eyes
Happy to be there.
But I continue to fly happily to the heights of the Sun
And higher and higher into the sky.
While the world slowly, slowly
Disappears in your blue eyes,
Your voice is sweet music
that plays only for me.
To Fly
To Sing
In the blue( sky ) , painted blue,
Happy to be there.
In the blue of your blue eyes
Happy to be there.
In the blue( sky ) , painted blue,
Happy to be there.
In the blue of your blue eyes
Happy to be there.
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