Once
Let's go to the playground. Today we will play between the fires and castles from the sand
I expect you'll all come
Your lives, please leave them to the neighbours living next door
Today we'll play between the fires and will make castles from the sand
Running, screaming, stupid laughing, sweet singing
Oh my goodnes! What's all that noise?
The kids are back again!
Impressed by the homeless cat he wants to be just like him
Smelling the flowers he wants to scent just like them
Listening the birds he whistles their songs
Feeling the air on a (naked) body while running free
Tasting the cakes from the sand they are not like mum's in the end,
He just complains and cries
Lying in the grass we are building our fantazy world, a castle in the clouds
Until it'll all, all fall down
I'm gonna ruin it all, we will argue and then a big fight
Three hours later drinking vodka and smoki in our hands
With our dirty smiling faces smiling like mad
Because we're gonna be pals again...
And here is something you should see, those eyes carrying the clouds
And those dirty smiling faces keeping them on all their life
And the fire in their eyes, they must be happy to live their crazy life
What are the voices coming again and again
It sounds like mum from far, far away
Maybe everything is over,
Maybe it's really the time to start looking for our way back home
I expect you'll all come
Your lives, please leave them to the neighbours living next door
Today we'll play between the fires and will make castles from the sand
Running, screaming, stupid laughing, sweet singing
Oh my goodnes! What's all that noise?
The kids are back again!
Impressed by the homeless cat he wants to be just like him
Smelling the flowers he wants to scent just like them
Listening the birds he whistles their songs
Feeling the air on a (naked) body while running free
Tasting the cakes from the sand they are not like mum's in the end,
He just complains and cries
Lying in the grass we are building our fantazy world, a castle in the clouds
Until it'll all, all fall down
I'm gonna ruin it all, we will argue and then a big fight
Three hours later drinking vodka and smoki in our hands
With our dirty smiling faces smiling like mad
Because we're gonna be pals again...
And here is something you should see, those eyes carrying the clouds
And those dirty smiling faces keeping them on all their life
And the fire in their eyes, they must be happy to live their crazy life
What are the voices coming again and again
It sounds like mum from far, far away
Maybe everything is over,
Maybe it's really the time to start looking for our way back home
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Writer(s): Erelli Mark Christopher
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