Come with me, i shall show you the world
We shall perch on the wings of the butterfly
A bird's eye view from the azure sky
We shall touch the pearls of dew
Rummage through clouds a few
Hitch a ride atop the raindrops
Spiral down the mountain tops
To wet the parched crops
Run amok with the rivers
Go on a maddening spree
We shall melt in the ebbing waters of the receding sea
Only to ride the tide again and make merry you see!
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