I met him in the heart of the desert
A sunset's beauty to a sad heart
I drew him a tree and a sheep on a paper
And he promised me that he'll be back
The little prince from company 2
Won't see any sheep eating flowers
And all of his roses are nothing but thorns
His little heart froze like a glacier
If you ever come by here
Just know that here he quietly descended
A crashing sound that has never been heard
Because of the soft sand
And in case of a boy appearing over there
Whose face are worn, with a hair of gold
Just know that it is him, reach out your hand
And wipe the desert dust off his eyes
After that, please do me a favor
Please write quickly to all of out mothers
So they'll get a little relief, and that their sorrow wont grow
That the little prince came back to us
I met him in the heart of the desert
A sunset's beauty to a sad heart
I drew him a tree and a sheep on a paper
And he promised me that he'll be back
The little prince from company 2
Won't see any sheep eating flowers
And all of his roses are nothing but thorns
His little heart froze like a glacier
If you ever come by here
Just know that here he quietly descended
A crashing sound that has never been heard
Because of the soft sand
And in case of a boy appearing over there
Whose face are worn, with a hair of gold
Just know that it is him, reach out your hand
And wipe the desert dust off his eyes
After that, please do me a favor
Please write quickly to all of out mothers
So they'll get a little relief, and that their sorrow wont grow
That the little prince came back to us
I met him in the heart of the desert
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