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Up upon the seashore
I stood that day
Watching a white seagull
Roam through the sky

High in the sky, high in the sky
Reaching the pupil of the sun
To the most beautiful dreams
He went carrying me

The flying, the circling,
The watching and spotting
A fish asleep in the sea

The flying, the circling,
The spotting and grabbing
The fish asleep in the sea

Oh, the star-kissing bird
Fold your wings
For the body you have
Is a dream on my palm

Oh, the star-kissing bird
Fold your wings
For the nest you have
Is a dream in my eye

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