Oh! This beating on my chest,
Yearns for solemn solitude.
Yon the place my tiny feet could ever wander,
Up there where the floating clouds smile.
Oh! This tingling feeling,
If only the breeze could carry me.
There upon a star,
I’ll make a wish.
upon a star,
Carry me yonder,
From this despondent.
Less this pounding shall one day cease,
There in tranquility, it shall forever find it’s bliss.
