Let's fly away to that world far
singing with the birds,
swinging on the clouds,
smiling like a star
Let's go into that world of dreams
where lovely gardens grow,
where streams gently flow,
where the river teems
Much above the dell of clouds
where all they know is joy,
where every event is a foy,
Where is it, mystery shrouds
Close your eyes, quietly listen,
to take you where there are no roads,
Where no one lives, there are no abodes,
you'll find someone slowly beckon;
You find such a place
they say in the heart,
We are back from where
We this journey did start.
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