西方大師系列 大師欣賞丨法蘭西繪畫之父—普桑

We're walking in the air We're floating in the moonlit sky The people far below Are sleeping as we fall We're holding very tight So high above with views On the streets Openly down below We're swimming in the frozen sky We're drifting on the ice See mountains floating by Who sees us, greets us as we fly But we'll be In In a Sky We'll lead you to Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are All behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That's where Really do come If happy little bluebirds fly Above the rainbow Or may we see the flame of a spark Is there calm Amid the storm and madness Must we shiver in the dark A song they could sing For the lost we see no more There's a sound far as we go In the end they voice theirs Forever singing the flames again For the free and sad and dreaming Is the dream we find our way back home Not a bird A song they could sing We see no more There's a sound far as we go For the singing of We fall