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Stuck in England on a rainy November day
I take me back home to the land
Where the bareback's grow and the animals play
Well, I've been dreaming of a sky always blue, not grey
They'll be singing over the sand and we'll forget
All our worries if only for a day
We'll go swimming in the streams and we'll dig in the clay
We'll go walking by the lakes in the footprints of our fathers
Where their dreams still lay
La-la-sa-la-ma, to all the spirits in the paintings in the caves
We'll lie sleeping in the valley where our bones will be buried
To be dug up one day