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Cirque du Soleil. Hoop and Ribbon Dancer

Cirque du Soleil. Hoop and Ribbon Dancer

Cirque du Soleil. Ariel Dancers

Cirque du Soleil. Ariel Dancers

LIKE AN EAGLE

Now is the time to follow the wind, to walk alone,

And a star will show the way,

Above the clouds, beyond the sea,

And now is the time,

Now and farewell,

And as we part

You taught me well,

You gave me strength,

You showed the way;

I’ll not forget you.

Like an eagle I will soar above the clouds,

I will spread my wings and fly in to the sun.

Like an eagle I will race above the stars,

I will fly to places yet unseen,

Go beyond my wildest dream,

Know that you are watching over me.

And all alone I follow the stars above as my guide,

As my guide, I trust in you to show the way to me,

Beyond the sea.

And now is the time,

Now and farewell,

And as we part,

You taught me well,

You gave me strength,

You showed the way;

I’ll not forget you.

Like an eagle I will soar above the clouds,

I will spread my wings and fly in to the sun.

Like an eagle I will race above the stars,

I will fly to places yet unseen,

Go beyond my wildest dream,

Know that you are watching over me.

I can fly with the eagle to the mountain high,

Race with the eagle to the rising sun

And soar with the eagle so far beyond my dreams.

Like an eagle I will fly.

Like an eagle I will soar above the clouds,

I will spread my wings and fly in to the sun.

Like an eagle I will race above the stars,

I will fly to places yet unseen,

Go beyond my wildest dream,

Know that you are watching over me.

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Like an eagle I will race above the clouds,

Like an eagle I will fly,

Like and eagle I will fly.

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Fly, I’m gonna fly the highest mountain,

Fly, I’m gonna fly above the clouds, x 2

Like an eagle I will fly.

Peanuts!

In Cuba, each merry maid

Wakes up with, this serenade,

Peanuts! They’re nice and hot,

Peanuts!

I sell a lot.

If you haven’t got bananas don’t be blue,

Peanuts in a little bag are calling you.

Don’t waste them,

No tummy ache,

You’ll taste them,

When you awake,

For at the very break of day,

The peanut vendor’s on his way.

At dawning, that whistle blows,

Through every city, town and country lane,

You’ll hear him sing his plaintive little strain,

And as he goes by to you he’ll say:

Big Jumbos, big double ones,

Come buy those

Peanuts roasted to day,

Come try those 

Freshly roasted today!

If you’re looking for a moral for this song,

Fifty million little monkeys can’t be wrong.

Peanuts! We’ll meet again,

Peanuts! I’ll sing again,

Peanuts! We’ll eat again,

Your peanut man,

That peanut man’s gone.

Hey!