Born in a house of stone 

top on this street 

lives a girl so beautiful 

can't feel my need 



Galadriel was the name, the rose 

she has brown hair so long 

she fights with her heart, so wonderful 

her will is so strong 



Chorus

fly little dragon and take me away 

far away to the chuch made of trees 



the breeze is so fine when you smile 

in your eyes one fire 

your heart is so warm 

you don't need my love, accept my desire 

I want you...everytime 

and your lovely smile 

your healing hands are gently fine 

please take my heart and smile 



Chorus

fly little dragon and take me away 

far away to the chuch made of trees