Dreaming all the day
I see tall cliffs where the falcon builds her nest
On silver wings she flies
The call of freedom upon her breast
Silhouetted against the sky
Standing by Atlantic sea
I see summer sun sets across the shore
Wild foam licking below the knee
Who could ask for more
Dreaming all the night
I see a land where all is right
Waking to the dawn
I see you crying in the morning light
Wishing you could fly
With the falcon, dancing in the sky
The call of freedom upon your breast
You silhouetted on high
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