I see a train coming on a cloud from the past
I see a hand holding flowers but it has no fingers
I see a dog dying from having tried to follow my steps
I see winter smiling at the blue years of the beyond

I hear the rain falling in the garden of magicians
I hear symphonies played by a thousand musicians
I hear a gray bird screaming at the wind in the distance
I hear life crying in my memory without a future

I see cities flowing in the middle of hidden oceans
I see eyes shining in the silence of great rocks
I see a game of skittles that I cannot knock down
I see a little girl buried in the mirror of the years

And I sing, I sing, I sing
I can only do that, I sing
With all my despair I sing, to make others happy
And I sing, I sing, I sing
I can only do that, I sing
With all my despair I sing, to make others happy

I hear the rain falling in the garden of magicians
I hear symphonies played by a thousand musicians
I hear a gray bird screaming at the wind in the distance
I hear life crying in my memory without a future
I hear an old drum sounding the charge of the statues
I hear a cry of love that I have never recognized
I hear the last days striking my bare head to death
I hear a troubadour singing of the time that will never return

And I sing, I sing, I sing
I can only do that, I sing
With all my despair I sing, to make others happy
We sing, we sing, we sing
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala

I sing, I sing, I sing
I can only do that, I sing
With all my despair I sing, to make others happy

We sing, we sing, we sing
We can only do that, we sing
With all our despairs we sing
Mm, mmm

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