Many, many, many a time I’ve been asking m’self
Why was even granted this life, why was raised and cared
Why the clouds, why there’s rain, what the sky is for
There’s nothing here for oneself so can wish no more
I would rather fly to the sky but I have no wings
Tempting, calling, asking me fly the star that blinks
But not easy reach it and touch though seems so close
Am I really wishing that much to rush me forth?
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Yes, I can wish a little more
Then will be gettin’ ready to go for
Yes I will hope and I will dream
Wait! Don’t you fade away my star I need that gleam.
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How many dozens of ways do I have ahead
How many dozens of crowns should I win and wear
How many times should I fall from the mountain top
How many times should I start and if there’s point.
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Yes, I can wish a little more
Then will be gettin’ ready to go for
Yes I will hope and I will dream
Wait! Don’t you fade away my star I need that gleam.