Hey..

I want to go to the fantasy world created by you

Hold your hands and walk through the talking trees

I want to laugh when hearing their murmuring voice about us

I want to fly with you and share the stories of the earth 

I want to touch the clouds and play with speaking storks

I want to rest in the meadow after flying a far distance

I want to sit on the patio of your mansion at night

And listen to the Chorus of the stars...