THE SOUND OF MUSIC

The hills are alive with the sound of music

With songs they have sung for a thousand years.

The hills fill my heart with the sound of music

My heart wants to sing evíry song that it hears.

 

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds

That rise from the lake to the trees.

My heart wants to sigh like a chime

That flies from the church on the breeze.

 

To laugh like a brook when it trips

And falls over stones on its way.

To sing through the night

Like a lark who is learning to pray.

 

I go to the hills when my heart is lonely.

I know I will hear what Iíve heard before - before!

My heart will be blessed - will be blessed!

With the sound of music - happy sound!

And Iíll sing - yes, Iīll sing. 

Sing once more!

Da-da-da-da...

 

My heart will be blessed - will be blessed!

With the sound of music - happy sound!

And Iíll sing - yes, Iīll sing. 

Sing once more - once more!

Yes, Iíll sing - yes, Iīll sing!

Sing once more! Once more!