As Viagens Inimagináveis de Priska
k a m a i t a c h i
Priska's Unimaginable Travels
I have a steed, its name is Libi
It has white fur, reminiscent of frost
Knows how to fly like a bird
Take me to the ceiling, flapping your wings
I arrive at this home slowly
And the fairies introduce me to their empress
She wants me to be okay
Bless me and my steed
Shows something I've never seen
Girl, I came so far
Without losing the edge
You can call me Priska
My skin is bronze
I bring you diamonds and a sunflower
Girl, I came so far
Without losing the edge
You can call me Priska
My skin is bronze
I bring you diamonds and a sunflower
And a sunflower
And a sunflower
And a sunflower
Trees that say good morning
Hare called Toothless
Colors reflected in the prism
Day and night always party
Say it's a fantasy
That I want to live in it
Show the melancholy
Let me tell you what I think of her
Trees that say good morning
Hare called Toothless
Colors reflected in the prism
Day and night always party
Say it's a fantasy
That I want to live in it
Show the melancholy
Let me tell you what I think of her
Girl, I came so far
Without losing the edge
You can call me Priska
My skin is bronze
I bring you diamonds and a sunflower
Girl, I came so far
Without losing the edge
You can call me Priska
My skin is bronze
I bring you diamonds and a sunflower
And a sunflower
And a sunflower
And a sunflower
