Badda Boo - Peter Pan

Oh my crazy brothers Peter Pan’s
You are flying in the sky, my friends
You are flying in the sky, my friends
You are flying, flying, flying

You are living in the South of North
You are dreaming and your dreams so close
You are dreaming and your dreams so close
To mine, mine, mine

Stay in train stations
With stared eyes
We can’t keep quiet inside
In such a zombie crowded places

Ready for changes
With open mind
Just waiting for the sign
To choose new races

One heart
One sky
One light
To live, to dream, to die


To live, to dream, to die
We are leaving our sweet clouds
We are falling like a rain falls
We are running like tree juice runs

To the ground, to the ground
We are leaving our sweet clouds
We are falling like a rain falls
We are running like tree juice runs

To the ground, to the ground
It seems it never comes
And then it seems it never ends
We growing old

We try to hold
Oh, give to me your hands
I hope we still can dance
I hope we still can dance

Dance, dance, dance
One heart
One sky
One light

To live, to dream, to die
To live, to dream, to die