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I think
that a dream
like this
won't come back
anymore.
I was painting my hands
and my face blue.
Then suddenly
I was being
enraptured by the wind.
And I was beginning to fly
in the endless sky.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness,
painted in blue.
Happy, to be up there.
And I was flying, was flying
happily, higher than the sun
and still higher.
While the world slowly,
slowly
was disappearing
far away down there
a sweet music was playing
just for me.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness, painted in blue.
Happy, to be up there.
But all the dreams,
at dawn, disappear because,
when the moon sets,
it takes them away.
But I continue to dream
in your beautiful eyes
that are blue like a
star-studded sky.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness of your blue eyes.
Happy, to be down here.
And I continue to fly happily,
higher than the sun
and still higher.
While the world
slowly, slowly disappears
in your blue eyes
your voice is a sweet music
playing for me.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness of your blue eyes.
Happy, to be down here.
In the blueness of your blue eyes.
Happy, to be down here,
with you.
I am , as ever , profoundly grateful to all for kindness expressed & shall be looking forward very much to diving in your so inspiring streams of imaginative creativity in the forthcoming weeks .
Happy weekends to all each and everyone !
M;-)
