Father, I am still your little star
I remember when you teach me how to dance
I want to be a dancer just like you
You just move your body and soul
Without said anywords even I know
Mama has been so naughty
Father, I hope you and me will dance
On my wedding day
But you just look at me from far
With angel near you
Father save your last dance for me
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