Somewhere in the distant skies,
where the joyful birds flies.
Somewhere beyond the rainbows end,
where the angels love to descend.
Somewhere on the merry clouds perch,
where the thirsty needn’t search.
Somewhere on the gentle breeze,
where a moment would love to freeze.
Somewhere amidst the green of the glade,
where the dew drops glint refuses to fade.
Somewhere far away in the country lanes,
where a smile is etched in eternal planes.