On the Ferris wheel,
Round and about,
No, I never will
From the top look down.
Not afraid of heights -
I'm afraid of falling…
But the fair's night
Calling, calling, calling…
Lights and music loud,
Time is flying fast,
In the noisy crowd
Sorrow never lasts.
And afraid of loosing
All my force and will
From the list I'm choosing
Ride on Ferris wheel.
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Wonderful. Love the atmosphere it creates, and it's formally very beautiful and polished.