Billions of stars are ablaze Twinkling on a backdrop of velvet hue The long tunnel of night stretches before me A playground of magic and imagination As I do the things that I do
I stand on my mountain alone Lift my arms in a sweeping arc And watch as the heavens rearrange Into a thousand shooting stars Forming a shimmering, glimmering arch
I plump up a few restless clouds Form a ring around the edge of the moon Then from out of their folds Strikes of lightning lash out As I sing to the moon with a tune
"Oi vimaney drimera voi Ar twizzle de bimmenay da Let all the stars waft down like rain Oi vimaney minziller ra"
I command all the planets to align As I laugh and dance in delight With a snap of my fingers I twirl them around Comets with rainbow tails weaving in and out And all this magic is happening right now While you sleep through the long tunnel of night.
