Flying With The Day

It feels so good to run around and fly so free,

If I could go and jump around near the big large oak tree

It’s like magic, always with lot of fun

Like the bright flowers, and butterflies; and the yellow hot baking sun

Now its time for sundown, and I have to go home

But on the way I could eat cherries with a jumping, playful gnome

Then I‘ll sail home on a boat across the ashore

But be careful in the jungles where the wolves howl and the tigers roar

And by the sparkling water fall

Surrounded by gorgeous fairies

And at night when the sun goes down

And when mother tells us magical stories

Now it’s time to calm down, and peacefully sleep

And then count one by one the white fleeced sheep

It’s been a long day exciting and full of fun

Now go back to sleep and wait for the rising sun.