We will al laugh at gilded butterflies

I'm a streetwalking cheetah with a heart full of napalm

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

Dancing days are here again

Wanna whole lotta love

Te zarpas Plantitaaa

Ramona