What you just told
Tell it once more
As lovely waves get bold
And lash against a thirsty shore.
I may get a bird`s wings
But my feet will touch the foam.
I may feel the king of all kings
Yet I will walk and freely roam.
What you just told
Tell it once more.
A lump of soil will turn gold
But I will never gore...
I may get the unicorn
And I will never let it go.
Such a lovely gift and lovely love-born
Tagged on the furry boa!
What you just told
Tell it once more.
Why you keep it yet on hold?
I pray, tell it once more.
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