In fantasy I see a just world
Everyone lives in peace and honesty
I dream of souls who are always free
Like the clouds that fly
Full of 'humanity at the bottom of the soul
In fantasy I see a clear world
There even the night is less dark
I dream of souls that are always free
Like the clouds that fly
In fantasy there is a warm wind
That blows over the cities, as a friend
I dream of souls that are always free
Like the clouds that flywheel
Full of humanity at the bottom of the soul

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