Evstar-Challenge ext v1.1.1
Créé par KKKpokk avec Udio AI
2024-04-19
Lyrics
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune with out the words, And never stops at all. If music be the food of love, play on That strain again, it had a dying fall. any one lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down. Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune with out the words, And never stops at all. If music be the food of love, play on That strain again, it had a dying fall. any one lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down. Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune with out the words, And never stops at all. If music be the food of love, play on That strain again, it had a dying fall. any one lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down. Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune with out the words, And never stops at all. If music be the food of love, play on That strain again, it had a dying fall. any one lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down.
