My sister
My sister!
My little sister, your smile is lively!
Seeing daddy, you jump up and down;
seeing mommy, you gaive a sweet smile;
seeing me, you clap your hand,
murmur and call happily
Your small teeth have come out;
your cute face makes people smile.
The hills are alive with the sound of music,
with songs they have sung for a thousand years.
The hills fill my heart the sound of music.
My heart wants to sing every song it hears.
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 rise from a church on a breeze,
to laugh like a brook
when it trips and falls over stones on its 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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