My father has too much imagination

My Father Has Too Much Imagination


My father has too much imagination His mind is always wandering He always looks lost in the stars As if he weren't of this world Daddy, please, pay a little attention to me Daddy, come and take a look around	You see him very busy Looking for his pair of glasses Which are simply sitting on his nose There he goes, already grumbling A dad like that always has to keep an eye on himself One day he'll lose his head
He spends his time inventing Truly extraordinary things I assure you it's no rest having him as a father And in his head, a little bicycle is always spinning He's a real breath of fresh air	Dad flies like the birds From time to time, he gets some fresh air Instead of playing golf or riding a bike Like ordinary dads No, he has to fly, he has to go very high And this man is my father
He works on strange letters That come from another planet I don't understand any of it, I find it very complicated Things that drive you crazy However, Dad seems to be having a good time While others are bored	But I know he loves me with all his heart I am his daughter, he is my father And I will go flying, with him I am not afraid We will travel around the world Together, we will find the path to happiness We will take a look around