I sing along with
The brisk morning of the lilies
Blossoming from their flower,
The fluttering of the mango trees
Ripening with their fruit,
The humming of the mynas
Floating by my side,
and the ripple of the river
That flows beneath the hills....
I sing along to celebrate the moment
to forget my past
to excite my present
And to endure the future....
Lyrics forgotten, music in shreds
The voice echoes in parts
And yet I hear them in vain,
Weather changes with hope
I swear not to leave my song
Bewildered next morning
I long for a new tone....
I sing along
With the rising of sun
I sing along
With the night of the moon
I sing along
With the love I made
And I Sing along
With whom I never met....
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