The merrily streets
They are passing by
It's all what one needs
Whilst plays lullaby
It's all what one shares
Till rise of the sun
Till some of them cares
The part isn't done
The merrily streets
Fulfilled with the sound
That stands for ones deeds
That shows ones background
That tells a story
But uses no words
If they ignore it
One goes on for birds
-One's there for real-
The merrily streets
Fulfilled with the sound
That stood for ones deeds
That showed ones background
That told a story
But one without words
If they ignored it
One went on for birds
The merrily streets
Where one felt at home
That one day one fit
That one place they roamed
That one day one lived
The day one was gone
That day they believed
They all became one
-And now they feel-