Waltzing, waltzing, high in the clouds
Drifting, dreaming, far from the crowds
Over a moonbeam we stroll away
While the world below seems to roll away.
And we go waltzing, waltzing, high in the clouds,
only you and I in the clouds
No one will hear when you call me,
oh dear one, while waltzing high in the clouds (fine)
I was a mortal with feet on the ground
There I was standing with people around
Lovely music started somewhere
And I started floating on air.
Into a dream-world, I wandered afar
Could it happen? Would it happen?
I only know here we are.
da capo al fine
(Coda:)
You and I waltzing high, waltzing in the clouds!