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He doesn't even know how to count
Up to three, but he knows
The names of all English groups
The child with the walkman
No need to go to school
To live like his idols
He closes his eyes and he flies away
The child with the walkman
It looks like he's hovering
The child with the walkman
Cellophane sky
He doesn't see us, he hovers, he hovers
Is he waiting in the decibels
Waves from a parallel world
Who looks like him and who calls him?
The child with the walkman
Cellophane sky
He doesn't see us, he hovers, he hovers
He sees life on video
And in his head, it's much more beautiful
That in all the storybooks
Where heroes are sad to see
When we talk to him about the future
He answers us with a smile
To say he doesn't want to grow up
The child with the walkman
Cellophane sky
He doesn't see us, he hovers, he crashes
He's soaring, he's soaring
He's soaring, he's soaring
He hovers...
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