Somewhere in the Meadows Land,
Snowdrops bleeding at sunset,
Pink and yellow butterflies,
Flying high above my head.
Somewhere in the Meadows Land,
Ardent wind has take my hand,
We start soar in scalding tango,
See infinity ahead.
Somewhere in the Meadows Land,
Little bird is my best friend,
She will never peck my finger,
Cause she`s sincere, not pretend.
Meadows Land there`s place where I,
Can stop time and never die,
Getting drunk of nectar`s flavour,
Watching stars in rainbow shine.
Land of flowers in my dreams,
Does exist or it just seems,
I don`t know, but want believe,
That`s not empty fantasies.