Do Re Mi Goes the beat Do Re Mi Goes the beat

"T'was an old man and his flute Serenading serenely, but now turned mute." "T'was an old man and his flute Serenading serenely, but now turned mute."

Fleeting are the moments I tread... Whenceforth did they come? Fleeting are the moments I tread... Whenceforth did they come?

This Poem is about a man who lives in the woods and faces hard strife. This Poem is about a man who lives in the woods and faces hard strife.

But for me, he is a love poem A soothing voice like kalimba tunes, But for me, he is a love poem A soothing voice like kalimba tunes,

When we hear the sound of their smile. When we hear the sound of their smile.