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The first string broke
The guitar screamed and suddenly fell silent
She didn't finish the song.
I didn't play the strings for long
There are five of them left
Exactly in a row
Like a nerve stretched tight
Put down the string they're screaming
Without the first one, there is no chord in the fret.
The guitar cries but sings
Like a wounded bird in the sky
Your unfinished flight
But still, she aspires to the top.
The guitar cries but sings
She has to finish the song.
He'll find music for those words
There are so many Ifs in this life..
Na na na nara na na na na
How many if's there are in this life...
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And where to find your dream
That it would be bitter and sweet for me
Don't glue the first string together
Not everything happens smoothly in life
Everyone has their own destiny
Everyone has their own way
And that would not break that string
Love life and believe in God
The guitar cries but sings
Like a wounded bird in the sky
Your unfinished flight
But still, she aspires to the top.
The guitar cries, but it sings
She has to finish the song.
He'll find music for those words
There are so many Ifs in this life..
Na na na nara na na na na na....
How many If's in this life.....
..............................................................................................................Shuravi......
