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Şarkı, insan yapımı dertlerin ve günlük telaşların (iş, güç, geç kalmak gibi), doğanın ebedi neşesi yanında ne kadar önemsiz kaldığını işliyor. Ana tema, dünyanın aslında kendi başına bir şarkı olduğu ve insanın bu şarkıyı duyup ona eşlik ettiğinde gerçek barışa kavuşacağıdır. İyi dinlemeler ♡ {Şarkı sözleri} The wind came down from Alder Hill and set the leaves to spin, It chased the geese across the pond and tousled farmer Finn It tugged the maidens' ribbons loose and sent them through the rye, And laughed to see the children run beneath the autumn sky Hey-dee-day, the clouds will play, the sun will catch their gleam, The world's a song of simple hearts and every heart's a dream So whistle bright and walk in time, through meadow, field, and glen, For joy's a tune that never fades-sing once, and sing again! Old Tanner Tom was patching boots when swallows took to flight, He left his bench to watch them soar and waved them out of sight The baker's boy was late again, but no one seemed to mind, For laughter rose from every lane and left no care behind Hey-dee-day, the clouds will play, the sun will catch their gleam, The world's a song of simple hearts and every heart's a dream So whistle bright and walk in time, through meadow, field, and glen, For joy's a tune that never fades-sing once, and sing again! The river hums a silver tune, the reeds all sway in line, The millwheel keeps a steady beat, the sky turns gold with time And when the evening shadows fall and stars begin to glow, The crickets take the fiddler's place to play the world below Hey-dee-day, the clouds will play, the sun will catch their gleam, The world's a song of simple hearts and every heart's a dream So whistle bright and walk in time, through meadow, field, and glen, For joy's a tune that never fades-sing once, and sing again! So if you hear the morning lark or feel the soft wind's call, Just hum the tune the earth once made, the merriest of all. For every road and river bend still echoes with that strain, The song of hearts that find their peace in sunlight, wind, and rain. #çeviri #keşfet #keşfetbeniöneçıkar #keşfetteyiz #şarkı #tercüme #türkçe #türkçeçeviri #ingilizceçeviri