The Green Hills of Earth
Earth is on my mind always,
I dream of purple sundowns.
How I wish, as in the good old days
to take a walk in some towns.
I stabbed my feet into Moondust,
and Mars for me not unknown,
the Venus heat at high noon passed,
please let me be on my own!
So long ago with my rocket
was blowing into the air.
Green hills of number 3 planet,
oh, how I want to be there!
On the long way to Pluto
I was too close to Neptune,
but nobody said last saluto,
when nearly heard the death-tune.
A spaceman has only one chance,
this life we can not live twice,
till now I performed my own dance,
oh give me peace, not advice!
So long ago with my rocket
was blowing into the air.
Green hills of number 3 planet,
oh, how I want to be there!
I'm tired from this hectic motion,
and need no forever flight.
I go back to Atlantic Ocean
or to Volga riverside.
To fall in love with a girlfriend,
just bring me back to the ground,
I will never-ever reach the World's End,
but hear a little bird's sound.
So long ago with my rocket
would you set me at ease!
Green hills of number 3 planet
wait with love, summer and peace.
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