Land of the Eternal Song

They say there’s a land, beyond the horizon,
Where fields of melody never grow old,
No sowing, no reaping, just voices in harmony,
In every breath, a tune unfolds.

In this land, lovers meet but once a month,
Yet, every word, a sweet symphony.
One song reigns supreme, a lullaby of life,
Where every soul finds its melody.

Where people live, not for the sake of being,
But to shine, to taste, to feel alive,
And wisdom's found in those who dare to dream,
With fathers as jesters, and laughter as their guide.

Here, everything's borrowed, from friends to family,
Life's a borrowed thread, woven in the night.
Through the sun, the rain comes down,
A masquerade of joy, no matter what's in store.

In this land, where shadows dance and whisper,
Where every step is a silent crawl,
Yet, the heart beats in sync with the samba,
Under the moonlit sky, we stand tall.

Guitar and sax, in a passionate embrace,
Flute's melody soars, a beacon in the night.
Horns and strings, a crescendo of dreams,
As if the world itself sings with delight.

Oh, where is this place, where the heart can truly sing?
Where the earth hums with a single, endless tune?
In the land of the eternal song, we find our way,
Through the melody, we're all one.

In this land of the eternal song,
We find our truth, our joy, our home.

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Here's a link to the song:

https://disk.yandex.ru/d/p3JymqWZwo6OFw