🎶everything in this world has its time
Every thing has its occasion
There is a time to be born and a time to die
Planting time and plucking time
Time to kill and time to heal
Time to tear down and time to build
There is a time to be sad and a time to rejoice
Time to cry and time to dance
Time to scatter stones and time to gather them
Time to embrace and time to withdraw
Time to seek and time to lose
Time to save and time to waste
Time to be silent and time to speak
Everything is illusion
It's all like chasing time
People are born, people die
But the world remains the same
The sun continues to rise and set
And go back to your place to start all over again
The wind blows south, then north
Go round and round and end up in the same place
All rivers flow into the sea, but the sea is not full
Water returns to where it is born again
What has been done before will be done again
There is nothing new in this world.🎶
Composer: Maria Fernanda Dutra Clemente
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