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When I dream of Michelangelo
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Lord Byron
“Our love is fix’d, I think we’ve prov’d it;
Nor time, nor place, nor art have mov’d it;
Then wherefore should we sigh and whine,
With groundless jealousy repine;
With silly whims, and fancies frantic,
Merely to make our love romantic?”
-Lord Byron
I think that such a dream
will not return again
and it painted my hands
and face blue
and unexpectedly the wind carried me fast
and made me fly in the infinite sky.
To fly oh oh
To sing oh oh
In the blue painted blue
happy to be up there
and flying, flying happy
I find myself higher
higher than the sun
while the world slowly, slowly gets farther
away from me
a sweet music played
only for me
To fly oh
To sing oh oh oh oh
In the blue painted blue
happy to be up there.
Gipsy Kings ~ Volare
