Over The Rainbow
E. Y. Harburg / Harold Arlen
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There´s a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true
Someday I´ll wish upon a star
And make up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops
That´s where you´ll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh, why cant´t