She´s my little sister
Scandinavian sky
Transparent, the sea´s within her eye
Her skin is dry and itchy
Delicate, fragile
It keeps her from sleeping in the night
When she´s in the ocean
By the land of lemons
Healing her wounded skin
Somersaults into the waves make life worth living
Aaaah!
Maybe she grows fish-scales
That´s what´s hurting so
Maybe she is transforming toe by toe
And her
silvernails and spangles
make her shine like few
A sparkling fish-tail, is it true?
Tasting golden sunbeams
Drinking salty waters
Swallowing a warm breeze
She´s a dislocated mermaid caught on land
When she´s in the ocean
By the land of lemons
Healing her wounded skin
Somersaults into the waves make life worth living
-Do you believe, I do believe in fairy-tales
Yes, I always felt there had to be something else
-Do you believe, I do believe in fairy-tales
Yes, I always hoped there would be something else
-Do you believe, I do believe in fairy-tales
Yes, I always felt there had to be something else
I always dreamt there would be something else!
Something else
Something else
