All the children jump, dance...
Rise their hands
High to the sky
Lets put hands
on the hips
Lets put hands
on the shoulders
Lets put hands
on the head
and lets count one, two, three!
All the children jump, dance...
Yehudah’s tribe in the year 2000
The wind blows on the water
Come, lets go to Jerusalem
Ands lets rise the hands
High to the sky
All the children jump, dance...
Like apes, like apes
Like beautiful people
Like flying angels
Who rise their hands
High to the sky
The soul is gone away
The body is dancing alone now
‘couse you didn’t pay attention yet
you din’t see what is there yet
and what isn’t there. The day passes
and changes greetings, and you are still
there in the magic of youth.
The children jump,
go wild, dance.
They don’t see black,
‘cause they are within the light
To see clear you need to
go out to the big sky-blue
Don’t close your eyes
And you will see all the good…
The children jump…
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