I think that a dream like this never returns.
I painted my hands and face with blue.
Then, suddenly I came carried by a strong wind
and I began to fly up in the infinite sky.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blue-painted sky,
happy to be up there!
And I flew, flew happily even higher than the sun and even higher
while the world slowly, slowly disappeared far down there.
Some sweet music sounded only for me.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blue-painted sky,
happy to be up there!
But all dreams disappear at dawn because
when it dawns, the moon takes them with her.
But I keep on dreaming inside your beautiful eyes
which are blue like a sky sprinkled with stars.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the sky of your blue eyes,
happy to be here!
And I keep on flying happily even higher than the sun and even higher
while the world slowly, slowly disappears inside your blue eyes.
Your voice is sweet music that sounds for me.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the sky of your blue eyes,
happy to be here!
In the sky of your blue eyes,
happy to be here with you.