サウンド・オブ・ミュージック

The hills are alived with the
Sound of music,
With songs they have songed for
A thousand years

The hills filled my heart
With the sound of music
My heart wants to sing
Every song make

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
That rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime
That flies from a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips
And falls over stones on it's way
To sing through the night like a lark
Who is learning to pray
I go to the hills when my heart is lonely.
I know I will hear, what I've heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I'll sing once more.
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