My voice and your voice,
Let us put these together
And rejoice for the sake of
Life and music and liberty.
We are both in this holy place,
Where, see, no one is dying
But changing the forms and
Looking to the sun by art driven.
My voice and your voice
And the voice of all are
In silent and bliss is that
Blizzard also fails to do harms.
Life is gorgeous, believe me,
It is nothing but nectar, here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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