Sounds so deep,
Sounding so mellow,
The sounds I'll keep,
While playing my cello.

My cello's shoulder I rest my chin on,
While swaying back and forth,
My mind is far gone,
Far away from Earth.

Its song is haunting,
I don't want it to end,
It leaves me wanting,
To hear the song ascend.

I love my cello,
It has a nice slow tempo. (Sometimes)