The Pride of the Dove 2
Underneath the milky raincloud
sitting on the roof _ seeing the world
humming my song _ with a beautiful sound
filled with real melody _ made with no word
as It ascends beneath _ from the heart
with an eternal pleasure
to the soul _ and makes a sweet part
to the cruise of harmony _ to endure
the secrets, I know _ I conceal
so I can flutter up in the skies free
and be proud _ only me can reveal,
for am a king _ until your nature is free.
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