I think that a dream like this
won't come back anymore,
I was painting my hands
and my face blue.
Then, suddenly, I was being
enraptured by the wind
and I was beginning to fly
in the endless sky.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness, painted in blue,
happy to be up there.
And I was flying, was flying
happily, higher than the sun
and still higher.
While the world slowly, slowly
was disappearing far away down there
a sweet music was playing
just for me.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness, painted in blue,
happy to be up there.
But all the dreams,
at dawn, disappear because,
when the moon sets,
it takes them away.
But I continue to dream
in your beautiful eyes
that are blue like a
star-studded sky.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness of your blue eyes
happy to be down here.
And I continue to fly happily,
higher than the sun
and still higher.
While the world
slowly, slowly disappears
in your blue eyes
your voice is a sweet music
playing for me.
To fly, oh, oh!
To sing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blueness of your blue eyes
happy to be down here.
In the blueness of your blue eyes
happy to be down here
with you.