There is some thing in the air
There is some thing in my head
There is some thing that I can hear
When I am sad
When I am happy
When I am mad
Music is there
There is some thing that I can fight
There is some thing that I love
There is some thing that I make
When I am sad
When I am happy
When I am mad
Music is there
When no one is there
When no one cares
When no one knows
When I am sad
When I am happy
When I am mad
Music is there
When I live my life
When it is time to say good bye
When they say that its going to be fine, they will say:
When I am sad
When I am happy
Whne I am mad
Music is there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem