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
