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Little Balladeer Angeli Sta. Maria Tiny hands, A child's voiced, A child's heart and spirit... little balladeer let us hear your heartbeat O, pure is your spirit and steady is your heartbeat. Little balladeer, sing- let your voice call the lost so that they hearken to your innocence let your song drown out the tumult, the noise, the dissaray of the world's new melodies that of the syncopated, of the broken notes and of the absent harmonies Quiet child, drum along with the metronome your own pulse, your own heart Stay a child forever, little balladeer keep your innocence the same which we have lost Little face, Little voice, Little song, Little heartbeat, Be forever the spirit of the world. |
