On a common, boring day
On a street, where people hurried,
Suddenly, they heard there
The violin's nice serenade.
And oscillations of the strings
Sound so kind and very fondly,
And then the dismal world around
Became a tale, it's very gently.
This violin's melody is soulful:
It warmed our hearts and broke the ice.
The crying of the wooden violin
Takes us in Paradise.
The violin
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