La vie est belle / 17


Dive into the echoes of the heart of the ocean

every movement a song , writhing in magic’s motion

possibility’s a potion-that relieves all the commotion

in the mind that should be still

when a Jack meets his Jill.

Hello, from the globe’s eye

why not fly on our next try

maybe Paris , maybe Dubai

all aboard loves boat to set sail with the dancing queen

oh remember my youth , when i was 17.