Wet drops; woke up the little man
His eyes see a magic garden
Day by day the heaven
Seems to be without end
Beautiful leaves fall in eden
So he tries to climb hits walls...
Ice fields and glass forests
Lie down under the horizon
Moving ground far from the sky
(moving ground far from the sky)
Winds blow dust of thousands centuries
Remind memories of life
The old valley echoes with far voices
Living warm shelters of dreams
His eyes see a magic garden
Day by day the heaven
Seems to be without end
Beautiful leaves fall in eden
So he tries to climb hits walls...
Ice fields and glass forests
Lie down under the horizon
Moving ground far from the sky
(moving ground far from the sky)
Winds blow dust of thousands centuries
Remind memories of life
The old valley echoes with far voices
Living warm shelters of dreams
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