where I sang the song before,
it's like a dream,
that none of you who knows,
it's so simple,
yet it's so hard to let go
why would anyone,
tie on the lovely dove?
everyone deserve to fly
and find their own kind,
but when one only could get one,
everything seems fine.
somehow, not ever one are that kind
and wish to find more eden on their mind.
dreaming is something,
and getting is another,
which this little donkey,
would never ever,
wonder what and how
it will get,
the things it ever know.
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