Escape from here
1.I’ll be dancing,
Dancing on thin ice,
I’ll be dodging,
While they roll the dice,
Thus escaping
The All-Seeing-Eyes,
So peacefully,
Oh, what a surprise!
2.I’ll be trav’ling,
Only during night,
On my broomstick,
What a lovely flight,
Through the branches,
There’s no satellite,
Silence will be
Always out of sight!
3.When I’m ready,
If I’ll ever be,
I’ll meet someone,
And we’ll sail the sea,
Find a place with
No reason to flee,
Only old homes,
Where two become three.
4.That’s my plan and,
Hope you’ll understand,
I won’t stay where
Happiness is banned!
With regret that
Some things one can’t mend,
I’ll be singing
About motherland.
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