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[Verse] Woke up to the sunshine Hey Hey Hey Coffee brewing A brand-new day Text from my bestie Oh so sweet Time to groove Get up on our feet [Chorus] We’ll put on our favorite tunes Yeah Yeah Yeah Dance like the world is ours to share Hands up high Spin around Let's fly Making moments Under the golden sky [Verse 2] Windows down The wind’s so wild Laughing loud Free like a child Shoes off Don’t need a plan Living the dream as fast as we can [Chorus] We’ll put on our favorite tunes Yeah Yeah Yeah Dance like the world is ours to share Hands up high Spin around Let's fly Making moments Under the golden sky [Bridge] Ooh-yeah! We’re unstoppable Oh It's true Every day’s an adventure when I’m with you Clap your hands Let the rhythm ignite Shining together under city lights [Chorus] We’ll put on our favorite tunes Yeah Yeah Yeah Dance like the world is ours to share Hands up high Spin around Let's fly Making moments Under the golden sky

[Verse] He's got a mug that says world's best boss A heart of gold but he's kind of a loss Leading a team with chaotic flair Playing air guitar on his swivel chair [Verse 2] Conference rooms are his comedy stage Awkward moments he's the master sage Dundies nights turn wild with cheer But his jokes? Oh They’re not quite clear [Chorus] Michael you’re the king of Scranton town Making us laugh even when you break down World’s best boss with a paper crown Chasing approval Not just renown [Verse 3] Loves a karaoke mic in his hand Toby's bane He just can't stand Burning toast in the office flame Every day’s a new board game [Bridge] He’s got a dream as big as he is But sometimes his plans miss the fizz He dances He cringes He runs the show Somehow we love him Ego and all its glow [Chorus] Michael you’re the king of Scranton town Making us laugh even when you break down World’s best boss with a paper crown Chasing approval Not just renown

[Verse] വീണ്ടും രാത്രികൾ നീ ഏറി വരുന്നു അവളുടെ ഓർമകൾ തേങ്ങി മറയുന്നു ചിന്തകളുടെ കൊടുങ്കാറ്റിൽ ഞാൻ മാത്രം നിഴലുകൾ കാണുകയും കേൾക്കുകയും [Verse 2] സത്യമോ കള്ളമോ നിന്റെ വാക്കുകൾ വൃത്തമില്ലാതെ മുറിയുന്ന സൂചനകൾ നിന്റെ ചിരി എന്റെ മനസിൽ തെളിഞ്ഞു പക്ഷെ തകർന്നു ഞാൻ ഇവിടെയിരുന്നു [Chorus] നിന്നെ തേടി ഞാൻ ഒരു വഴിയാത്ര നീയില്ലാതെയും മനസിനു സ്വപ്നത്ര പോയേക്കുമോ നിന്റെ ഓർമകളുടെ പൂമുഖം ഒരിക്കൽ കൂടി തേടി എന്റെ ഹൃദയഗ്രാമം [Verse 3] മറക്കാനാകാത്ത എന്റെ കരഞ്ഞ് ആ രാത്രി നിന്റെ സമാശ്വസം ആയിരുന്നു പൂമുറ്റം പക്ഷെ ലയമല്ല ഞാൻ അറിഞ്ഞത് പിന്നെ സംഭാവനയായി നീ മാറി മറഞ്ഞത് [Bridge] നീ പറഞ്ഞത് ഞാനറിയാതെ പിഴച്ചു പാടാർന്ന ഹൃദയ വിജയമില്ല հեռച്ചു എനിക്ക് പ്രാർത്ഥനയും നിന്നെ ചേർക്കാൻ എന്റെ മാത്രം ഒരു ദൈവം തേടാൻ [Chorus] നിന്നെ തേടി ഞാൻ ഒരു വഴിയാത്ര നീയില്ലാതെയും മനസിനു സ്വപ്നത്ര പോയേക്കുമോ നിന്റെ ഓർമകളുടെ പൂമുഖം ഒരിക്കൽ കൂടി തേടി എന്റെ ഹൃദയഗ്രാമം

[Instrumental]

Bình Định Quê Hương Tôi (Thể loại: Pop kết hợp Rap – Giai điệu vui tươi, tự hào) [Verse 1] Nắng vàng trên bãi biển xanh, Sóng vỗ hiền hòa ôm bờ cát mịn màng. Trường Lũy xưa còn vang câu hát, Bao đời cha ông giữ nước hiên ngang. Thành Hoàng Đế bóng ai vẫn đứng, Ngựa ô tung vó giữa trời mênh mông. Võ Bình Định, tinh thần bất khuất, Lòng son sắt mãi không phai mờ. [Pre-chorus] Ai về đất võ quê tôi, Nghe câu hát bội thấm hồn người xa. Ai yêu những bữa cơm nhà, Bánh ít lá gai, mắm nhum đậm đà! [Chorus] 🎶 Bình Định ơi, tôi yêu người lắm! Từ biển đến rừng, chan chứa nghĩa tình. Bình Định ơi, vang danh đất võ, Tình quê sâu nặng, yêu mãi không phai! 🎶 [Rap] Yo! Bình Định quê hương đất võ, Từ Tây Sơn dựng nước, ai mà không nhớ? Gươm thiêng Nguyễn Huệ vẫn sáng ngời, Hào khí cha ông vang mãi muôn đời! Tôi đi qua những cánh đồng xanh, Bò vàng thong thả, trời trong yên lành. Bánh hỏi cháo lòng thơm ngon đến lạ, Người Bình Định hiếu khách đậm đà tình ta! [Bridge] Về Quy Nhơn nhìn biển lộng gió, Lắng nghe câu hát say đắm lòng ta. Một lần đến đây, rồi thương rồi nhớ, Bình Định ơi, mãi trong tim ta! [Chorus – Lặp lại] 🎶 Bình Định ơi, tôi yêu người lắm! Từ biển đến rừng, chan chứa nghĩa tình. Bình Định ơi, vang danh đất võ, Tình quê sâu nặng, yêu mãi không phai! 🎶

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[Verse] The city lights feel cold tonight Concrete jungles steal the light The stars are hiding far away I need to leave I cannot stay [Verse 2] The roads are loud the faces blur A thousand voices but none stir I’m chasing whispers in the air But home is where I’ll find repair [Chorus] Take me back to where skies glow Where the rivers hum and breezes flow My heart belongs where roots still grow Take me back take me home [Verse 3] I’ve walked these streets for far too long I’ve lost the rhythm to my song The world keeps spinning but I fall The echo calls me through it all [Chorus] Take me back to where skies glow Where the rivers hum and breezes flow My heart belongs where roots still grow Take me back take me home [Bridge] The smell of pine and morning dew The laughter shared the love I knew A photograph inside my mind That’s the treasure I must find

[Instrumental intro] [Verse1] The crystal beauty of simplicity, Shines troughout my bounded heart, Bounded by ropes of, --identity! Streaching between eternal love... and craving... to die---. [Pre-chours] I can be low but I can be high! My border dance I can't deny. Sophisticaded--glorification, Of e-xa-ggeraaation. [Verse 2] They say it's way to much You need to balance out But that's not a throwable part I can't just CUT IT OUT! [Chours] Perfectly-ugly truth to reveal Lost and torn yet rawly real I can be low & I can be high My border dance I can't deny Sophisticaded glorification Of my exaggeration. [Verse 3] Squeezed out my smothered flame But there is no-one else to blame Chained by my pride Bounded and tied Die, burn, reborn Bridges fallen apart [Bridge] Plese, let me out There is no way I am tha cage and silver chain [Chours] I can be low but I can be high! My border dance I can't deny. Sophisticaded--glorification, Ridiculous- -exaggeration. [Verse 4] Roving to find "meeee", In the "realityyyy"! Among all these ~Illusions~and~delusions~, I find my pleasures and the pain. Fabricated things keepin' me away, From the steady stillness; Where I.! can rest and stay! ~Try~To~Stay~AWAKE! [Outro] Perfectly pure, truth to reveal.. Time to embrace, what's crystal'n clear. Lost~ and torn~, but rawly real... I can stay low, but I can be high. My border dance I can't deny. Sophisticaded---glorification!! Of' exa~ggeration..! [Instrumental bass solo] ...Demanding salvation... ...Through... ...Condonation...

[Verse] Eras perfume leve un cielo al pasar Una chispa fugaz en mi radar lunar Tu risa rompía el silencio casual Un himno secreto un sueño inmoral [Verse 2] Tus ojos cantaban un vals celestial Un eco de luces entre el temporal Tu amor adolescente tan irreal Como un cometa que no volverá [Chorus] Oh amor hermoso que quiso volar Entre notas dulces de un viejo piano al azar En mis brazos el tiempo dejaste quedar Pero el reloj sabía que debía girar [Bridge] Eras un poema sin terminar Un solo de cuerdas a punto de gritar Con cada latido un recuerdo fatal El eco del ayer el amor que se va [Verse 3] Tu olor es un lazo que no quiere soltar Pero tan delicado se puede quebrar Tu sombra aún danza bajo un farol Recordando el fuego que alumbró mi rol [Chorus] Oh amor hermoso que quiso volar Entre notas dulces de un viejo piano al azar En mis brazos el tiempo dejaste quedar Pero el reloj sabía que debía girar

[Verse1] The crystal beauty of simplicity, Shines troughout my bounded heart, Bounded by ropes of, --identity! Streaching between eternal love... and craving... to die---. [Pre-chours] I can be low but I can be high! My border dance I can't deny. Sophisticaded--glorification, Of e-xa-ggeraaation. [Verse 2] They say it's way to much You need to balance out But that's not a throwable part I can't just CUT IT OUT! [Chours] Perfectly-ugly truth to reveal Lost and torn yet rawly real I can be low & I can be high My border dance I can't deny Sophisticaded glorification Of my exaggeration. [Verse 3] Squeezed out my smothered flame But there is no-one else to blame Chained by my pride Bounded and tied Die, burn, reborn Bridges fallen apart [Bridge] Plese, let me out There is no way I am tha cage and silver chain [Chours] I can be low but I can be high! My border dance I can't deny. Sophisticaded--glorification, Ridiculous- -exaggeration. [Verse 4] Roving to find "meeee", In the "realityyyy"! Among all these ~Illusions~and~delusions~, I find my pleasures and the pain. Fabricated things keepin' me away, From the steady stillness; Where I.! can rest and stay! ~Try~To~Stay~AWAKE! [Outro] Perfectly pure, truth to reveal.. Time to embrace, what's crystal'n clear. Lost~ and torn~, but rawly real... I can stay low, but I can be high. My border dance I can't deny. Sophisticaded---glorification!! Of' exa~ggeration..! ...Demanding salvation... ...Through... ...Condonation...

Zwrotka 1 Ola, co lśni jak poranne zorze, Jej cera boska – aż świat się trwoży. Grecka Afrodyta? To przy niej blednie, Bo Ola promienieje i w nocy, i we dnie! --- Zwrotka 2 Kosmetologia to jej jest misja, Wiedza, technika – nie ma tu fikcji! W gabinecie działa cuda gorliwie, Wszyscy pytają: „Jak to możliwe?!” --- Zwrotka 3 Nie ma podkładu – i tak jest boginią, Skóra alabaster, co światło odbija. Kremy, masaże – ma w jednym palcu, Zawsze gotowa, zawsze w natarciu! [Deep Instrumental Solo] Zwrotka 4 Siedzi w robocie, myśli głęboko, Jak sprawić, by klientowi lśniło dziś oko. Gdy wróci do domu, cera wciąż błyszczy, Jak złote zęby po wizycie u dentysty. --- Zwrotka 5 Ona i Ferbi to dream team na skwerku, Oboje nauczyć powinni się twerku. Nie ma tu lipy, w tym boskim duecie, Niedługo na pewno się o nich dowiecie. --- Zwrotka 6 Dłonie jak aksamit, a wiedza jak laser, Człowiek od razu zostawiłby kasę! Jej serum, jej peeling – wszystko to magia, Skumaj to ziomek, a może i nagraj! --- Zwrotka 7 Chłopy szaleją, wszyscy zazdroszczą, Jak ona to robi? To czysta rozkosz! Patrzą i widzą – bogini w realu, Nie zdradzi swych ona sekretnych rytuałów! --- Bridge Patrz na jej twarz - widać w niej blask. Patrz na jej ciało - wciąż jej za mało. Spójrz w jej oczy - one mogą zamroczyć, Cieeeee!!! --- Outro Bukowiec ją zna, Łódź zaś szanuje, Ola królowa, co świat kontroluje! Igłami kłuje, chłop jej jest z Brójec, Aż słów brakuje, pakuje już siebie, mieczem nie wojuje, bo od miecza można zginąć.

Zwrotka 1 Ola, co lśni jak poranne zorze, Jej cera boska – aż świat się trwoży. Grecka Afrodyta? To przy niej blednie, Bo Ola promienieje i w nocy, i we dnie! --- Zwrotka 2 Kosmetologia to jej jest misja, Wiedza, technika – nie ma tu fikcji! W gabinecie działa cuda gorliwie, Wszyscy pytają: „Jak to możliwe?!” --- Zwrotka 3 Nie ma podkładu – i tak jest boginią, Skóra alabaster, co światło odbija. Kremy, masaże – ma w jednym palcu, Zawsze gotowa, zawsze w natarciu! [Deep Instrumental Solo] Zwrotka 4 Siedzi w robocie, myśli głęboko, Jak sprawić, by klientowi lśniło dziś oko. Gdy wróci do domu, cera wciąż błyszczy, Jak złote zęby po wizycie u dentysty. --- Zwrotka 5 Ona i Ferbi to dream team na skwerku, Oboje nauczyć powinni się twerku. Nie ma tu lipy, w tym boskim duecie, Niedługo na pewno się o nich dowiecie. --- Zwrotka 6 Dłonie jak aksamit, a wiedza jak laser, Człowiek od razu zostawiłby kasę! Jej serum, jej peeling – wszystko to magia, Skumaj to ziomek, a może i nagraj! --- Zwrotka 7 Chłopy szaleją, wszyscy zazdroszczą, Jak ona to robi? To czysta rozkosz! Patrzą i widzą – bogini w realu, Nie zdradzi swych ona sekretnych rytuałów! --- Bridge Patrz na jej twarz - widać w niej blask. Patrz na jej ciało - wciąż jej za mało. Spójrz w jej oczy - one mogą zamroczyć, Cieeeee!!! --- Outro Bukowiec ją zna, Łódź zaś szanuje, Ola królowa, co świat kontroluje! Igłami kłuje, chłop jej jest z Brójec, Aż słów brakuje, pakuje już siebie, mieczem nie wojuje, bo od miecza można zginąć.