She'll talk to you, Understand and listen, She'll talk to you, Understand and listen,

My teacher sometimes becomes a weaver To weave her dreams and turns them My teacher sometimes becomes a weaver To weave her dreams and turns them

When I was climbing up you were there holding the rope. When I was climbing up you were there holding the rope.

They are not stars They are no superhero They are not stars They are no superhero

Truth must be listened to. At this age no moral lessons. No threats works for me. Truth must be listened to. At this age no moral lessons. No threats works for me...

Wishing a very happy birthday once again..... Wishing a very happy birthday once again.....