oh it's a beautiful night... beautiful light... beautiful sight...
oh it's a beautiful sound... beautiful ground... beautiful round...
from that imperfect circle you make
anything couldn't be anymore perfect
there's no mistake, no false, no wry
there's only me, my self and I
tonight I'll fly and reach the sky
letting the mind to get high
nothing is allowed to cry
no, not for now nor tomorrow
I have decided to forget the taste of sorrow
cause all play its role in a row
tonight serotonins are working, else take a bow!
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