Me la enseñó una profesora sustituta de inglés hace más de 20 años. Olvidé su cara y su nombre pero nunca esta canción. Dios bendiga a la profesora.

Puff the Magic Dragon

A tribute to Jerry Brandy- German San Jose

Hear this song 1st when I was stationed in Frankfurt GE in 1974 beautiful song, thanks for the memories.

I like this song it was my wife

2024

Jesus im 21 and this song just made me collapse. Thank you mommy, tell Puff thanks too, I love you

I dont' agree with the person that said the little boy grew up an never came back, the little boy died! Listen to the words " a Dragon lives 4 ever but not so little boy's"

Four fingers

Rite on

lost feather EMBER ALL FOR MY LOVE FOR YOU 3:11

Fun

HUMANS are Mortal never forget be moral 2 self and others , fascinating not fascisms ❤️❤️❤️❤️✅

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D0decAhedr0N Dig Doug Dance 🪩 Ding 🛎️ Dong Witch 🧙 is gone Which oh Whitch? Wicked Witch!

I used to sing this song in school.

Peter Callahan's favorite song

The first song to break my heart. Listened to it today, for the first time in...50 years? Utterly broken again...

Sweet song but oh so deep…especially since life passes by so quickly

Song is making my inner kid smile ear to ear. On of my favorite cartoon as a kid

Are you a pothead, Focker?

Wednesday 23th October so 🤪 😜 😎 ✨️

I remember singing that song back in school when I was little

That's what they call me

This was one of my favorite songs as a young child, alongside “blowing in the wind” by the same artists. There was an old Mexican restaurant near our house that my mom would take me to for tacos / just to get out of the house, & they had an old coin slot jukebox that had this song on it. I always played it several times while we ate, and it always made me sad/cry, but there was something about it that was equally heart-warming.

Ok i get it probably

Puff diddy

Me and my Dad number 1 Military Family is number 1 and me and my Dad like this song!!!!

baduy

We had this single on vinyl when I was really little. I figured how to run the record player on repeat and listened to it incessantly until my family hid the record. At 4 years old I understood. 52 years later I REALLY wish I had crawled into his cave with him like I wanted to.

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I read

Dragons live forever, but not so little boys......one grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more...I always thought the boy died. Even as a kid I thought that was deep for a kids song

I miss you puff 🥺😔😞😢😭 please come back 🙏😭💔 i love you puff

This song reminds me of tornado warnings

Smokin on a kush pack, feeling kinda gnarly

I remember having a compilation CD as a child that contained this song among others that I think every child should hear. It reminds me of that time singing these songs when I was young and I am so full of nostalgia it brings me to tears. I am so full of love and longing!

It's for my piano

So beautiful. That high note is so clear and breathtaking. Its such a peaceful tune, isn't it?😔🙏✝️

I remember many years ago when I was younger I thought the boy died and was really sad. Now that I'm older I can clearly get that the boy lost the childhood innocence he once had. And it's a different kind of sad now...

I remember many years ago when I was younger I thought the boy died and was really sad. Now that I'm older I can clearly get that the boy lost the childlike innocence he once had. And it's a different kind of sad now...

I remember many years ago when I was younger I thought the boy died and was really sad. Now that I'm older I can clearly get that the boy lost the childlike innocence he once had. And it's a different kind of sad now...

i Love gazebo❤❤❤bella questa versione pero x me la piu e anni 80 in russia con le ballerine e fantastico vestito di bianco ❤❤e super

Are you a pot head Focker😮😅😅

Jones Carol Smith Jose Clark Matthew

listening to this as a kid compared to now as an adult . as a kid thought it was a cute little song. As an adult it makes me break town into tear more than anything else, and i don't know why. Maybe some kind of metaphor, or like transforming form kid to adult. itdk it just break me now. makes me cry like im grevining some but i don't know what

THIS IS WHERE I STOPPED WRITING MUSIC GRADE 2 I DECIDED BY MOMS GRAND ADVICE THAT BUM WOULD REMAIN SOBER OF SALT

2024❤

Jones Deborah Moore Jessica Jones Jeffrey

When I was 5 years old, I imagined seeing a dragon’s footprint imprinted in a stone i found in the creek bed of my grandparents’ farm. I called the little plot of land “Honalee”. It was always special to me; I spent a lot of my childhood there. It’s where I could be silent with my thoughts. I contemplated my future; I felt the pains of loneliness; I walked and talked with God in the forest; and I fell in love with nature. That was the little corner of my grandparents’ farm in upstate New York. It was always understood that when the time came, I would inherit this piece of the farm someday because of its sentimentality. Now that I am 33, life got ugly and my mother used “Honalee” against me in order to prevent the marriage between my wife and I. Because I chose my wife, I was disinherited from the land called “Honalee”. It ripped me in half. Everything my childhood represented was taken away by my own parent when I made the choice to stay loyal to the woman who is now my wife. I have no regrets. Just sadness… nothing but sadness and grief. Whenever I think about this (usually in the Autumn months when the leaves turn), I return to this song. I think of myself as little Jackie. It happened upon that fateful day that I would never return to Honalee, the land of my dragon friend. As the Summer turns to Fall, and the Fall turns to Winter, I am able to contemplate the cycle of life, death and rebirth. The point of this story is that Jackie Paper was just as saddened not to return to Honalee as Puff was to never see Jackie Paper again. Something dreadful happened in the world of maturity and adulthood to tear the two apart. In my case, it was being disinherited because of the woman I chose. If this doesn’t encapsulate the coming of age and the loss of childhood innocence, I don’t know what does. Now my wife is my special place to land. Instead of wandering alone in the magical woods and creek beds of dragons, I have finally found a companion. I am no longer isolated and alone from human connection as I was in childhood, when my only friend was puff, and my special place was the land called “Honalee”. I am very grateful for my wife; I love her dearly. Still, there is the nostalgia and longing for that place again. The physical touch of the land; the cold creek water; the autumn leaves; the crisp air; the swimming hole; the trails through the forest; the summer night bonfires; the expanse of the starry sky. It was all so magical. Yes, it was deep loneliness as well, but also deep connection with nature and the ground beneath my feet. The only place that oriented me in the world of constant change and chaos. I will never experience it again. That time is gone. It happened upon one day that Puff would never see me again. He never found out why or that there was a reason for it; he only knew that I would never be back to see him ever again 😢