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Floating in the sky
With my red balloon
So very, very high
We almost touch the moon
Floating past my house
Floating to the sea
Floating through the clouds
My balloon and me
Floating, floating, floating
We don't make a sound
Floating, floating
We don't make a sound
High above the ground
Floating, floating
High above the ground
Who knows where we'll go
Somewhere nice and hot
A mountain topped with snow
A strange deserted spot
A jungle far away
Where fierce creatures roam
When we've had enough
We'll float our way back home
Floating, floating, floating
We don't make a sound
Floating, floating
We don't make a sound
High above the ground
High above the ground
Floating, floating, floating...
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