Music is in the air at the gleaming funfair,
With the moon and sun there celebrating cheery.
There are millions of streams under the signs of gleams,
Following the night's dreams with curiosity.
Shining are the bright lights, throughout the depths of nights,
Offering many sights as a sweet luxury.
They are shooting like stars, the luxuriant cars,
Along the shiny bars and each murky alley.
Now it's time of the dawn; off are lights of neon,
Lets celebrate Gihon, instead of poetry!
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 5:47 AM UTC
Music is in the air at the gleaming funfair,
With the moon and sun there celebrating cheery.
There are millions of streams under the signs of gleams,
Following the night's dreams with curiosity.
Shining are the bright lights, throughout the depths of nights,
Offering many sights as a sweet luxury.
They are shooting like stars, the luxuriant cars,
Along the shiny bars and each murky alley.
Now it's time of the dawn; off are lights of neon,
Lets celebrate Gihon, instead of poetry!
