Is it the chimes of the birds around?
Or is it the man selling ice cream browned?
Is it the sound of the rain touching the ground?
Or is it the rattling of the baby,
Who wants the crown?
Is it the children playing in the town?
Or is it the man trying to convince his spouse?
All this little things in life;
And the innocence of a man's pride;
The sweetness of a mother's stride;
I guess are the sources of real SMILE ...
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