Текст песни Ella Fitzgerald -  Dancing On The Ceiling (He Dances On My Ceiling)   
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The world is lyrical 
Because a miracle 
Has brought my lover to me 
Though she`s some other place, her face I see 
At night I creep in bed 
And never sleep in bed 
But look above in the air 
And to my greatest joy, my love is there 
She dances overhead 
On the ceiling near my bed 
In my sight 
All through the night 
I try to hide in vain 
Underneath my counterpane 
But there`s my love 
up there above 
I whisper, "Go away, my lover 
It`s not fair" 
But I`m so grateful to discover 
That she`s still there 
I love my ceiling more 
Since it is a dancing floor 
Just for my love