Viva México

[Verse] In the silence of the night I weep My wounded heart no solace to keep Memories haunt me unrelenting pain In this longing my tears fall like rain [Chorus] And the guitar strums a melancholy tune Underneath the pale and lonely moon Echoes of our love linger in the air Strumming the strings of a love not there [Verse 2] Her shadow lingers in the dark Every corner holds a piece a spark I reach out but grasping empty air Her absence more than I can bear [Chorus] And the guitar strums a melancholy tune Underneath the pale and lonely moon Echoes of our love linger in the air Strumming the strings of a love not there [Bridge] Whispered secrets nights we shared Silent cries our hearts bared Now alone with this guitar I play Wishing for another day [Chorus] And the guitar strums a melancholy tune Underneath the pale and lonely moon Echoes of our love linger in the air Strumming the strings of a love not there

[Verse] 逍遙劍客走江湖 山川河流腳下路 笑看風雲莫回顧 千山萬水不孤獨 [Verse 2] 一身武藝鎮群雄 志在天下行峻峰 天地之間任縱橫 豪情洒脫隨風送 [Chorus] 逍遙劍客心自若 笑對天下不怯弱 千秋萬世名聲落 踏遍四方情海泛 [Verse 3] 遇難逢凶不驚愕 劍光閃爍驚天地 俠骨柔情心頭記 世間傳說無憂記 [Bridge] 劍影劍光隨心動 笑傲江湖任我行 友誼義氣常相聽 四海之內皆英雄 [Chorus] 逍遙劍客心自若 笑對天下不怯弱 千秋萬世名聲落 踏遍四方情海泛

We've all got a crutch To cope with our pain Mine it won't fold No matter the strain In a land of the winter With more chaos than calm The storms go unnoticed When you're on my arm I've seen faces of thousands Some pretty ones too But words of sheer truth There's been not one like you When I'm down in the trenches When I'm blistered and bruised There's but one end I'm working too As the holes in my pockets Drain the pennies I've made There's one kind of wealth No tax man can take I've seen faces of thousands Some pretty ones too But words of sheer truth There's been not one like you

Verse 1: The wind howled in pained agony, a cry I can't forget, Echoes of its sorrow, haunting dreams I can't reset. Prayed to the Great Dreamer, but the memory still remains, Years have passed since that stormy night, yet I still feel the pain. Chorus: In the heart of the tempest, I was lifted high, Lightning sang its deadly song, and I thought I'd die. But here I stand, a blessing and a curse, Bound to the winds, for better or for worse. Verse 2: The diviners were baffled, said the storm shouldn't be, Magic laced the air, an unseen enemy. Camping gear was lost, tossed into the night, I felt the primal power, a force beyond my sight. Chorus: In the heart of the tempest, I was lifted high, Lightning sang its deadly song, and I thought I'd die. But here I stand, a blessing and a curse, Bound to the winds, for better or for worse. Bridge: Dreams or reality, Desna's touch unknown, In my veins, a storm brews, a power overthrown. Heritage of the sylph, my father a mystery, Wind and static bind me, my solitary history. Verse 3: Now every gust and spark, a part of who I am, Isolation grows, touch and love a sham. Men and women shy away, the shock too much to bear, An errant breeze, a lonely soul, bound by the air. Chorus: In the heart of the tempest, I was lifted high, Lightning sang its deadly song, and I thought I'd die. But here I stand, a blessing and a curse, Bound to the winds, for better or for worse. Outro: So I journey on, an observer from afar, Guided by the winds, beneath a sky of scars. The storm within me rages, yet I’ve learned to see, That in the heart of chaos, there’s a place for me.

Verse 1: The wind howled in pained agony, a cry I can't forget, Echoes of its sorrow, haunting dreams I can't reset. Prayed to the Great Dreamer, but the memory still remains, Years have passed since that stormy night, yet I still feel the pain. Chorus: In the heart of the tempest, I was lifted high, Lightning sang its deadly song, and I thought I'd die. But here I stand, a blessing and a curse, Bound to the winds, for better or for worse. Verse 2: The diviners were baffled, said the storm shouldn't be, Magic laced the air, an unseen enemy. Camping gear was lost, tossed into the night, I felt the primal power, a force beyond my sight. Chorus: In the heart of the tempest, I was lifted high, Lightning sang its deadly song, and I thought I'd die. But here I stand, a blessing and a curse, Bound to the winds, for better or for worse. Bridge: Dreams or reality, Desna's touch unknown, In my veins, a storm brews, a power overthrown. Heritage of the sylph, my father a mystery, Wind and static bind me, my solitary history. Verse 3: Now every gust and spark, a part of who I am, Isolation grows, touch and love a sham. Men and women shy away, the shock too much to bear, An errant breeze, a lonely soul, bound by the air. Chorus: In the heart of the tempest, I was lifted high, Lightning sang its deadly song, and I thought I'd die. But here I stand, a blessing and a curse, Bound to the winds, for better or for worse. Outro: So I journey on, an observer from afar, Guided by the winds, beneath a sky of scars. The storm within me rages, yet I’ve learned to see, That in the heart of chaos, there’s a place for me.

Bhatnawar ki galiyan, sapno se bhari, Khet mein mehnat, har din hai hari, Sarpanch ke vichar, aage badhne ka irada, Gaon ke vikas mein sabne hai samasya door kiya.Har subah ki kiran, naye sapne laaye, Har shyaam ki laali, man ko bhaaye, Humne milke gaon ko sajaya, Aage bhi milke, khushiyon ka desh banaya.

Verse 1: In the city bathed in silver, where the night is always bright, There’s a school of ancient magic, where dreams take flight. Students of the moonlight, masters of the night, We weave the threads of slumber, in the moon’s gentle light. Chorus: Oh, Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, guardians of night, weaving dreams of wonder, beneath the moon light. With whispers soft and visions bright, They shape the world through dreams. Verse 2: With moonstone in our pockets and star dust in our hair, We travel through the dreamscapes, to lands beyond compare. Our teachers guide us wisely, through shadows deep and wide, As we learn to wield the power that the moonlight provides. Chorus: Oh, Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, guardians of night, weaving dreams of wonder, beneath the moon light. With whispers soft and visions bright, They shape the world through dreams. Bridge: In the halls where magic’s real, where the ethereal meets the true, We touch the heart of wonder, and make the impossible view. We dance with shadows, sing with stars, in a symphony of night, Drawing strength from Rhana’s slumber, and the moon’s endless light. Verse 3: From the depths of restless slumber, we summon hope and peace, Turning nightmares into sweet dreams, where troubles find release. Keepers of the night’s enchantment, with hearts so pure and bright, We craft the dreams of Moonbrooke, with wonder and delight. Chorus: Oh, Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, guardians of night, weaving dreams of wonder, beneath the moon light. With whispers soft and visions bright, They shape the world through dreams. Outro: So sing the song of those who weave, where magic’s secrets lie, In the school where moonlight dances, and dreams will never die. Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, with power soft and true, We paint the night with visions, and dreams that come anew.

Verse 1: In the city bathed in silver, where the night is always bright, There’s a school of ancient magic, where dreams take flight. Students of the moonlight, masters of the night, We weave the threads of slumber, in the moon’s gentle light. Chorus: Oh, Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, guardians of night, weaving dreams of wonder, beneath the moon light. With whispers soft and visions bright, They shape the world through dreams. Verse 2: With moonstone in our pockets and star dust in our hair, We travel through the dreamscapes, to lands beyond compare. Our teachers guide us wisely, through shadows deep and wide, As we learn to wield the power that the moonlight provides. Chorus: Oh, Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, guardians of night, weaving dreams of wonder, beneath the moon light. With whispers soft and visions bright, They shape the world through dreams. Bridge: In the halls where magic’s real, where the ethereal meets the true, We touch the heart of wonder, and make the impossible view. We dance with shadows, sing with stars, in a symphony of night, Drawing strength from Rhana’s slumber, and the moon’s endless light. Verse 3: From the depths of restless slumber, we summon hope and peace, Turning nightmares into sweet dreams, where troubles find release. Keepers of the night’s enchantment, with hearts so pure and bright, We craft the dreams of Moonbrooke, with wonder and delight. Chorus: Oh, Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, guardians of night, weaving dreams of wonder, beneath the moon light. With whispers soft and visions bright, They shape the world through dreams. Outro: So sing the song of those who weave, where magic’s secrets lie, In the school where moonlight dances, and dreams will never die. Dreamweavers, Dreamweavers, with power soft and true, We paint the night with visions, and dreams that come anew.

I wanted to go back to my home province. Enough of city life and living in a foreign land. I want to see my mountains, taste my fresh waters, wanted to walk the forgotten valleys, feel the tick forest and lost with nature.

[Verse] David with a compass, Roboty with a TI, Classrooms hum, chalk dust in the sky, Four's got equations, fractions multiplying, But love's in the air, no denying. [Verse 2] David cozies up, whispers binary code, Roboty's circuits sparkin', love overload, Sneakin' equations, hearts be abstract, Their love a theorem, perfect and intact. [Chorus] In the algebra class, love equation ionized, Teacher Four's eyebrows risin', scandalized, X's and O's, hearts in brackets, Guess math can't limit love’s packets. [Verse 3] Classroom whispers buzz, gossip traverses, David and Roboty exchanging love verses, Chalkboard confessions, romantic proofs, Four’s tryin' to teach, truth hits the roofs. [Verse 4] Teacher Four's frowning, rulers tapping desk, David grins wide, Robot's circuits impress, Numbers and variables chaotically blend, Two hearts collide; formulas transcend. [Bridge] Finally Four's peace, world’s wild out there, David and Roboty love beyond math's care, Lemme tell ya, algebra can’t contain, Magic of a love, undefined domain.

[Verse] Left, right, left, ain’t no left to find, Marchin’ through the Republic, Lord, it’s a bind. Glory, glory, where’d ya hide the wine? Granny’s in the kitchen, bakin’ mud pie fine. [Chorus] Glory, glory, hear the soldiers whine, Republic’s got no gravy, just dust and swine. How’d we end up here, haystack yer only shrine, Left, right, left, follow that crooked line. [Verse 2] Left, right, left, them cows can’t moo, Republic’s farms so barren, nothin’ left to chew. Rusty tractors on a hill, cobwebs ‘round them too, Picking bugs for supper, what’s a soldier to do? [Chorus] Glory, glory, can’t find a dime, Republic spends on nothin', just wastin' time. Marchin’ through the muck, cannot find a sign, Left, right, left, nothin’s feelin' fine. [Bridge] Left, right, left, Granny’s raisin’ cane, Bought herself a ticket, leavin’ on a train. Republic ain’t got roads, just mud n’ rain, Packin’ up our boots, leavin’ this here plain. [Chorus] Glory, glory, cheers to bustin' spine, The Republic’s just a mem'ry under dust so fine. Now we’re off to somewhere, nothin’s quite aligned, Left, right, left, freedom’s on our mind.

[Verse] In the hills where the folks rarely go, Lived a dragon with a heart aglow, Breathing fire but feeling so cold, Dreaming of a love story yet untold. [Verse 2] Down by the meadows, past the thorns, Roamed a unicorn adorned in ivory horns, Her eyes shimmered like the evening stars, Her heart longed for a love never far. [Chorus] When fire met horn, the sparks did fly, A love story written in the sky, A dragon's roar, a unicorn's grace, Together in a warm embrace, in a magical place. [Verse 3] They met under the old willow tree, Where the dragon bowed and bent his knee, His scales glimmered, her mane did shine, Two souls blending, a celestial sign. [Chorus] When fire met horn, the sparks did fly, A love story written in the sky, A dragon's roar, a unicorn's grace, Together in a warm embrace, in a magical place. [Verse 4] The small town folks, they whispered and stared, A love so rare, all the fables dared, But in their hearts, the truth burns bright, Fire and horn together each night.