A cheerful feeling, the joy of singing. Even if I continue to cry in the silence of the night, A feeling of salvation in the morning light. The joy of singing, Even if there is sadness in the valley of my heart, Tears will turn into diamonds if I turn them into song. Even if I touch your sadness, Songs are gentle, Like the touch of gauze. I will turn my sighs into peace and sing, For you. For me. Don't forget. I'm always, Praying for your happiness. I'm thinking of you while I sing. Don't forget. I'll keep singing, thinking of you. Even if I touch your sadness, Songs are gentle, Like the touch of gauze.
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