Youve heard about the Fairyland Where people walk hand in hand I tell you I know where it is Its past the Apples of the Sun Near the Land of the Golden One Far beyond the rising sun You pass the oceans of this land Pass the man with the golden hand You smile as you watch the dragons fly And play upon the golden shore And bang upon the magic door Behind which people never die Hey When finally you make the scene You see things you never dreamed You thought they were only in your mind Where unicorns and young gods play From the break of dawn to the end of day Always happy and kind in their minds
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