Go Back to the Place

The calm wind, the calm sea
The flipping hair of the young lady
The intense violin played in the air
What else does it mean but pure bliss and care

When life gets unfair gets tough ain’t square
Just remember that your life is a gift which is rare
Go back to the place where the sea and the wind
And the violin played in whirlwind

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