Magical Dreams

Magical Dreams ballad

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I slumber into a Magical Dreams
A castle appears from five magical beans
A kingdom up in the air
I mount a flying horse
That takes me their
Giants are counting golden eggs
Rocking themselves in musical chairs
I own the magical wand
To set a table loaded with all that I want

So excited I think it’s all true
Gods and Goddesses are playing with you
Butterflies of gold are clapping about
Dragons spit fire, don’t burn their mouth
Fish talk and mermaid swim out
Ice queen look dazzling in frozen frocks
A diamond head snake leads me to the hidden golden rock
Money is flying like Autumn leaves they drop
I am Rick in my Magical Dreams
Don’t stop

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