I saw a little green,
I saw a paddy field,
I saw a stony road,
A little part of me thought
"Hey, how did I end up here,
With this bunch of scarecrows?"
I saw a little hut,
I saw a granary,
I smelled the lovely cloves,
The scent that pulled my brain out,
"Hey, how did I end up here,
On this bed of haystack?"
But under the blue sky I felt so much at home,
So don't blame me if sometimes I miss this place
Cause under the blue sky I felt so much at home,
So don't blame me if sometimes I miss this place
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