every day...
Just as much as yesterday
I dream my little dream
I fly away and sing
have a tea
search my pockets
and find out
I´m as rich as everybody,
I´m as rich as no one else...
And then again
the alarm, the shower,
walk. the telephone
and high heels.
make-up, keys
cigars and money.
feed the dog,
water the plants
empty the trash.
and then again
come back.
Walk my dreams away
on evenings
sail my fantasies at night...
Dream I am a butterfly
jus as much the life before´
Dream I´m not a caterpillar
pretend once more that I can fly... And fly.
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