Delicate tulips and forget-me-nots on the background of a lake in Geneva
Don't look at me lying down, I see everything and hear everything
The girl is a pilot on a starship, getting ready to fly
Two Ferraris fly by on the road again, they burn rubber into the dust, like people are bleeding
A girl of blue color lies among flowers and fly agarics
A ballerina on vacation because it's so convenient for me