When raindrops fall on tin roofs,
When softly rumbles the earth’s core,
When rustles wind through dry leaves,
It is melody when ripples strike the shore.

When birds on a twig sing together,
When whistles a train through forest grove,
When a clock ticks in pure rhythm,
It is melody when sings a heart in love.

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