I float in the starry sky
I dream with the thirsty thought
I fly like the clouds
in the search for a place in the sky.
Blue all around,
with the blue thought
with blue footwears
I step over on a silver carpet.
Stars smile me candidly
along the way
that climbs dizzily
to a palace of crystal.
Fairies, that welcome me
gladly in the palace of dream,
have left me for
another palace of crystal.
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