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 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 the 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
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 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 the 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
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