Fire in the sky
Colors flying through her mind
Desert touched the sky
Here at the place where she will die
She is looking far far away
It seems there is no escape
From her prison without bars
Only to follow the bright star
She’s running all the way
Fata Morgana
Only only yesterday
Fata Morgana
A little girl, a little girl
Longing for her mother’s world
She was just a little girl
Fata Morgana
Colors flying through her mind
Desert touched the sky
Here at the place where she will die
She is looking far far away
It seems there is no escape
From her prison without bars
Only to follow the bright star
She’s running all the way
Fata Morgana
Only only yesterday
Fata Morgana
A little girl, a little girl
Longing for her mother’s world
She was just a little girl
Fata Morgana
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