O, long distant dream, On the other side of my globe, Like a green balloon, It rises into the air to fly Until the skies sleep, Then turns out its candle to rest, Until the clouds wave good bye To drift back home, Then descends to my bed room. Long distant dream,{mospagebreak} During the days, Glistens orange above my lands, At night , Longs to hear the owls cry. Long distant dream, When do you teach me to fly like you?