
For the light,
The truth sings,
Gallops around,
Making a ring.
For the light,
It is best,
For the sun to arise,
For as the light spreads,
Happiness comes in,
And sadness goes away.
For the light,
All and one remain calm and in sync.
Adios!

For the light,
The truth sings,
Gallops around,
Making a ring.
For the light,
It is best,
For the sun to arise,
For as the light spreads,
Happiness comes in,
And sadness goes away.
For the light,
All and one remain calm and in sync.
Adios!

Funny that your nose runs,
It runs and runs and runs.
How many miles it has covered?
Is known only to God himself,
And the figures are humungous.
The slimy gooey thing which comes out,
Is simply unbelievable.
Will it ever stop?
I donβt think it ever would.
But it is truly and very funny,
That your nose runs,
And while it runs,
When you run short of handkerchiefs to wipe your nose with,
Thatβs when the things take an interesting turn.
Letβs see,
How much longer does it run.
Adios!

Begin with O and completer the game.
Adios!

Keep your head above water,
And shine and move on.
Donβt think of anything else,
Let everything be good and anew,
With all the past behind,
And like a rising star,
We shall shine.
Keep your head above water and be happy.
Adios!

The white and blue car,
Rendezvousing down the road,
Looked beautiful,
And extremely mosaic.
The carβs top and back,
Were painted a deeper shade of sky blue,
While the front and the bottom were white in colour.
The white and the blue car,
Going down the road,
Reminded me of my toy cars,
Which once a time,
I used to play with.
The white and blue car,
Once again woke up my imagination,
It felt as if it was God sent,
But again, we all are little children inside,
Only the big hoodluming shells of adulthood,
Prevent us from playing like little children.
Those are the days,
When you can reach to any part of the world,
Without paying a single thing.
And now, you have to think about basic fare,
Tax, this and that.
Oh! The childhood,
And the white and blue car.
Adios!