
The World is high,
But not the highest.
The truth is low,
But not the lowest.
The lies fly fast,
With the days going slow,
One day,
God shall win,
For victory is for him,
And his love.
Adios!

The World is high,
But not the highest.
The truth is low,
But not the lowest.
The lies fly fast,
With the days going slow,
One day,
God shall win,
For victory is for him,
And his love.
Adios!

When we sing together,
The world is ours.
The voices reach,
Millions,
Yet we remain unknown.
That’s the story of millions.
But one day it shall change,
And we shall be known from the unknown.
Adios!

Let it be.
Let the birds sing.
Let the happiness ring.
Let the cake bake.
Let the coals sleep.
Let it be.ππ¦π―ππππΉππ°π
Let all be happy.

Those old days,
Those old memories,
Reminisce that times were once beautiful.
They still are,
But hope that they will be more beautiful,
And let us have and be our best.
Adios!
Mind you,
I am writing.
Mind you,
I am playingπ
Mind you,
The night is cold,
And the day is hot.
Mind you,
That the food on the table,
Is piping hot.
Mind you,
That everyone has a mind.
So, be happy, cheerful and do prosper in lifeππ.
Adios!