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Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Our group is like a group of parrots
This is Ananda Poontotam, a temple of love
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Flocks of singing birds
Listen to the language of affection
His own brother
Look at the mother
You carried the crosses and lit the garlands for us
To all the birds that flap their wings
You have become like the sky
The eyes do not get wet because you are an umbrella with the eyes
Rain in the chest
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
If we see our own, the heaven will collapse
Flowering in our house will increase the life of the flower
Two eyes but one vision
Unique in form
The soul is always the same
A rooster just hatched
Look at this miracle
Congratulate brother
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Our group is like a group of parrots
This is Ananda Poontotam, a temple of love
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Flocks of singing birds
Listen to the language of affection
His own brother
Look at the mother
You carried the crosses and lit the garlands for us
To all the birds that flap their wings
You have become like the sky
The eyes do not get wet because you are an umbrella with the eyes
Rain in the chest
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
If we see our own, the heaven will collapse
Flowering in our house will increase the life of the flower
Two eyes but one vision
Unique in form
The soul is always the same
A rooster just hatched
Look at this miracle
Congratulate brother
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Our group is like a group of parrots
This is Ananda Poontotam, a temple of love
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Flocks of singing birds
Listen to the language of affection
His own brother
Look at the mother
You carried the crosses and lit the garlands for us
To all the birds that flap their wings
You have become like the sky
The eyes do not get wet because you are an umbrella with the eyes
Rain in the chest
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
If we see our own, the heaven will collapse
Flowering in our house will increase the life of the flower
Two eyes but one vision
Unique in form
The soul is always the same
A rooster just hatched
Look at this miracle
Congratulate brother
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Our group is like a group of parrots
This is Ananda Poontotam, a temple of love
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
Flocks of singing birds
Listen to the language of affection
His own brother
Look at the mother
You carried the crosses and lit the garlands for us
To all the birds that flap their wings
You have become like the sky
The eyes do not get wet because you are an umbrella with the eyes
Rain in the chest
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
If we see our own, the heaven will collapse
Flowering in our house will increase the life of the flower
Two eyes but one vision
Unique in form
The soul is always the same
A rooster just hatched
Look at this miracle
Congratulate brother
Christmas every day in our house
There is never a moon in our moon
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Comments (1)
Good work. Could this be like a new Christmas carol. I got that impression with the second copy with the repeating lines, but what all the other repetitions.