A blushing flower, a singing bird
I don't stand out at all, so, how? I write a song
Finger plucking, Engraving a rhythm
When I'm with my دوستوں it's the best, our breaths شامل میں as one
The باس, گھنگھور is essential, no matter what یا who it is
Is your earthquake resistance OK? You'll be shaken up and down, side to side
I'm packing all my feelings into the body of my jazz bass
Four seasons a year, 24 hours a day, my roaring دل never stops
Bo Boom Boom Boom Boom!!
The moon shining, stars shooting up
The world is evolving every day, so I can't just do it absent-mindedly
The wind coming forth, crossing over a wall...
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