I can see an unidentified flying object with underpants
It\'s time to feed the kangaroo
We can swim butterfly stroke,
just you and I

The violinist is playing a very old song
It\'s six days left to \"christmas\" and
we can be movie stars

It\'s night
Dream on, dream about the king of clubs
(Dreams belong to the future)

The unidentified flying object with underpants isn\'t unidentified anymore
I know what it is
It is a feeling
A feeling called love
(A feeling which don\'t belong to the future)