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i wrote this little story about a child and his irrepressible wish for a mysterious balloon in 2007 in Malaga, Spain. The complete song came to me in just one night, while everyone was crazy in the streets of the city, celebrating the holy week, "la semana santa".
There must have been something magical in the air, that night in Malaga.


in the corner of the park
in the day and in the dark
stands a seller of red balloons
one is shaped like a chewing gum bubble
and another one’s a smiling moon

when I go to sleep at night
I prepare to take a flight
On my favourite red balloon
Who spits fire like a magic dragon
And I know he’ll be my best friend soon

We’ll run races against the airplanes
And play hide and seek in the clouds
My dragon will carry me forward
To the hillside where he was born
To the hillside where he was born...

when the sun began to rise
I pulled my fathers arm and cried:
“Oh, please buy me a red balloon!
It’s my only wish in this wide world.
Please, Daddy- make my dream come true...”

But Daddy growled at me instead:
“Only nonsense in your head!
There’s no use for a red balloon!
You’d better learn how to count and save money
´cause you’ll gonna be a grown-up soon...”

Could not hold back all my teardrops
That went to run down my cheeks
Should I never be riding this dragon
Who’s so lonely and will wait for me?
He’s so lonely and will wait for me

so I ran and went down to the park with my bike
as fast as you can when you’re five
did not recognize that I cried until I arrived

in the corner of a bench
with a bottle in his hand
sat the seller of red balloons
but his balloons had all gone with the wind
and now he didn’t know what to do

so I took him by the hand
and I asked him ‘bout my friend
and he said: “Well, your red balloon...
he took also the ride with the wind
but I’m sure he’ll find his way back home.”

but he drew me,
As a present,
A picture of me and my friend
And he put it into my pocket
And said: “I hope we’ll meet again!”
He said: “I hope we’ll meet again!”

...he said: “I hope we’ll meet again”
but I never saw his face again...


from .​.​.​in fact it's a freak show., released October 10, 2010
written, played and recorded by Mats Regen on his 8-track-machine.


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some years ago this odd but gentle troubadour and storyteller who is aka "our blanket skies" went out for a long walk and didn't even write a postcard. For once he wrote a few new tunes in the meanwhile and is looking forward to present them to you as soon as he's finished the dishes. ... more

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