I here your voice, nears a sound
Walking through this desert
Which is this town.
Going goes all around
Deep in your future
Cheers me up when comes home.
From the air takes ground
While it moves
Quiet coming down.
Let dance the Swan Lake song
Picking tenderly our broken soul.
No more tears, they are gone,
Cause will always get your touch.
Purple, red, anyone's hot
And fastly takes me away
Without stopping run
To get back into our Wonderworld
With a smothy wishper
climbing rainbow above.
