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This is a story is about The Tweet Mountains. And if you would go inside the mountain of the mountain, you would find the most fascinating, most beautiful valley, with the most beautiful and fascinating people...
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The Tweet Mountains
Inside the mountain there was a mountain
and inside that mountain drunk little birds.
"Tweet-tweet", said the mountain people –
whom wore funny hats but nothing on their feet.
They said: "Welcome to the Revolutionary Mountain!".
"Just don't stand there, come on inside please!"
"Hey Sir, take of your shoes, you'll see it feels free in here,
inside our roomy sphere."
Revolution, looks like an illusion
no confusion; love is at war!
Love is at war, so dance the war song
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
The mountain people painted their world,
in colorful, powerful, poems and swirls.
The mountain landscape swam in its blue,
while rivers run like red little flowers.
Somebody sang: "Let's have ourselves some wine!"
"Inside our mountain we drink and we get wild!"
They drank, and then they loved, for what must have been for days,
until the sun behind the mountain sunk away.
Revolution, looks like an illusion
no confusion; love is at war!
Love is at war, so dance the war song
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
{ la la la }
© M09
Inside the mountain there was a mountain
and inside that mountain drunk little birds.
"Tweet-tweet", said the mountain people –
whom wore funny hats but nothing on their feet.
They said: "Welcome to the Revolutionary Mountain!".
"Just don't stand there, come on inside please!"
"Hey Sir, take of your shoes, you'll see it feels free in here,
inside our roomy sphere."
Revolution, looks like an illusion
no confusion; love is at war!
Love is at war, so dance the war song
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
The mountain people painted their world,
in colorful, powerful, poems and swirls.
The mountain landscape swam in its blue,
while rivers run like red little flowers.
Somebody sang: "Let's have ourselves some wine!"
"Inside our mountain we drink and we get wild!"
They drank, and then they loved, for what must have been for days,
until the sun behind the mountain sunk away.
Revolution, looks like an illusion
no confusion; love is at war!
Love is at war, so dance the war song
Hands in the air, hands in the air!
{ la la la }
© M09
EEFliess
and very beautiful, has the wonderful flavor that all your songs have, but a more exotic approach