The music is in my soul
I hear the sound of an owl
Who sings about love and pain
LOL ... it's sticked in my brain ...
The violins are singing,
A song of they're own.
The birds are flying,
The song will go on ...
The violins are singing,
A song of they're own.
The birds are flying,
The song will go on ...
Rock, Pop, Hip and Hop
The bass is like: Big Bop !
The musicians are many, but good
They're like a people's flood ...
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