lunes, 22 de noviembre de 2010

Somewhere over the rainbow way up high, there's a land that I dreamed of once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.

Where troubles melt like lemon drops. High above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow.

Why then, oh why can't I?

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