Feed my soul, oh Muse
With your tender touch of music
That soothe my blued Monday
And ease my stiffed bones
Yet to embrace the wind of changes
And comes the great awakening of my dying soul
Feed my soul, oh Muse
With your tender touch of music
That soothe my blued Monday
And ease my stiffed bones
Yet to embrace the wind of changes
And comes the great awakening of my dying soul