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I still long to sit in a grass field,

where world is so little in my hands.

I wanna lay down and look up above,

and watch the images i formed in my mind.

The sheeps that pasture in the sky.

The sheets of cotton candies formed in my eyes.

The maiden dances on her white shoes,

the prince offers her a gold and dimes.
Then I suddenly close my eyes...

and starting my imagination to run  wild.

I can see  a  palace enormously arised.

Standing in an open door is a King of my life.

Bestowed me a high praise as he kissed my hand.

Offering the love and serenity forlife.

Oh, how I love to keep on dreaming that far.

To stay child inside my heart,

Is a countless blessings,

A blissful moment at hands.

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