Rocket

There is a garden
that floats on the sky,
on my magic carpet
to that place I’ll fly.

I’ll stand alone
at the end of the path
’til drunken on roses
I’ll cry and I’ll laugh.

There is a carnival
under the sea,
When I get my submarine
that’s where I’ll be.

I’ll stand alone
on the merry-go-round,
and that’s where I’ll leave
all the treasures I’ve found.

There is a planet
all covered with snow
when I get my rocket
to that place I’ll go

I’ll stand alone
in the emptiness, white
and I’ll sing a lullaby
goodbye, good night.