When the children speak
When the ladies strut
When the men admire
The whole act of expression
The birds squeak
The rain platters
The earth trembles
The sure sound of nature
The noise of the world's activities
The noise of thunder, as it strikes to speak
The noise of the unstill mother earth
Sing aloud the rhythm of the world
We are all involved
In this rhythm so we call
In this music so we dance
In this song so we compose
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