Magica daca

If you could, wouldn't you go
On a broomstick at night in flight,
And if you knew everything about the moon and stars
Would you still want to do you live among us?
Listen how the trees talk
Listen how the flowers grow
Watch the moon smile at you
Show you how the sky melts.
If you will drink the dew from the leaves
A gate to stories will immediately appear
And if you step through it
In my world you will stop.
If you meet an old tree,
With the star-shaped root
With its sap on your eyelids you will give it,
He will then speak to you.
If you really want
If time cannot stop you
If your soul is pure
I will grant you three wishes
And then what will you wish for?