The magical

Take me to an el Dorado
Where I am no longer deprived,
Of all the stars shooting'
And the ride on the magic carpet.
Lead me the paths,
Where I can walk across the soft clouds,
And hear the little sparrow's cheers
With the rhyme of the flowing river.
Show me again the man;
Who wears a star-covered conical hat;
'Come and wake your enchantress
Surely your love can surpass a thousand years'
When all that remains of me turns to dust,
Will your cunning magic do your trick?
The beat you and I hear;
Only longs to cease
And start again in a strange New World.

Neteno Atu Yhoshu