Robert Lamm, 1970)



Going where the orange sun has never died

And your swirling marble eyes shine

Laughing

Burning through the light

Bittersweet the drops of life

Memories only fading



Fancy Colours, fancy Colours



All we ever did see

When we're down at the sea

We see things so very bright at the sea



Fancy Colours, fancy Colours



All we ever can do

The morning covered with dew

We do things so very fine at the dew



Fancy Colours, fancy Colours



All we ever do hear

The world wether we're hear or there

We hear things so very fine when we're there



André Velloso - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

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