サウンド・オブ・ミュージック

The hills are alive

With the sound of music

With songs they have sung

For a thousand years

The hills fill my heart

With the sound of music

 

My heart wants to sing every song It hears

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds

that rise from the lake to the trees

My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies

from a church on a breeze

To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls

Over stones on its way

To sing through the night

Like a lark who is learning to pray

 

I go to the hills when my heart is lonely

I know I will hear what I’ve heard before

My heart will be blessed

With the sound of music

And I’ll sing once more