Lyrics

Blow flies a kite
Put it on the fire
Come on in and let circle rotate clockwise

We are about dive this submarine
We are on the way to strawberry field

Where camping is a burden when peolpe in your tent have no coping skills
And every other night they say sun is yellow red but its cold out there.
And I say:

Blow flies a kite
Put it on the fire
Come on in and to let circle rotate clockwise

Got lost in the smoke with the submarine
When coming back from the strawberry field

Where camping was a burden when peolpe in my tent had no coping skills
And every other night they said the sun is yellow red but its cold out here.
And again I said:

Blow flies a kite
Put it on the fire
Come on in and to let circle rotate clockwise

Blow flies a kite
Put it on the fire
Come on in and to let circle rotate clockwise