Like summer on september
Oh, my dreams
I always will remember
Our dreams, our love
Our summer, like it now.
Just like it now.
And we will fly together
From the star to star.
and we can find the rainbow
In the sky, so far.
So far of other people,
From this inconstant world.
And we can fly in clouds
Just like small loving birds.
Dreams
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