Where are the Hippies now
Where is the spirit of Love and Peace and Harmony
Where is my little fairy, the sweet
They are gone with the warm winds
To the Land of Om
that is allowed for the clear minded only,
for the fearless children of the sun
says the old drum
Between the stars
deep in the magic woods
there is a lake
where the fish is jumping
and the swans silently glide
where fairies and fireflies dance
all night

Hallo Welt