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There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
Aren´t any floors for me to sweep
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a room that´s full of toys
There are my hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a lady all in white
Holds me and sings a lullaby
She´s nice to see and she´s soft to touch
She says: " Cosette, I love you very much."
I know a place where no one´s lost
I know a place where no one cries
Crying at all is not allowed
Not in my castle on a cloud
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