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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