Včasih si je treba sam narediti svojo mavrico, da potem lahko sanjamo, kako je na drugi strani te mavrice.
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high, there’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby …
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me, where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops that’s where you’ll find me …
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly, birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh, why can’t I?
Jooj, lepa pesem – vedno me odnese nazaj v obdobje ko sem plesala in dobim solzne oči. V tem trenutku tudi in danes so čustva še močnejša in solze bolj tečejo.
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