Holidays

The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept oleh ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling overflows;--
The happy days unclouded to their close;
The sudden joys that out of darkness start
As flames from ashes; cepat, swift desires that dart
Like swallows bernyanyi down each wind that blows!
White as the gleam of a receding sail,
White as a awan that floats and fades in air,
White as the whitest lily on a stream,
These tender memories are;--a fairy tale
Of some enchanted land we know not where,
But lovely as a landscape in a dream.

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh,
It seems like I did a big mistake to cinta you,
Like a grammar mistake,
I thing anda are gonna , yeah baby turn out as fake,
Every time I see anda a chill touch and pass me,
I think in your cinta I am not gonna be free,
Ohhhhhhhhh,
I think I did a grammar mistake,
Wrote the wrong article,
Instead of him I wrote you,
Instead of him I wrote you,
anda OH anda Oh anda Oh anda Oh,
anda are famous,
anda have got glam,
anda have got fame and game,
And yeah baby Its like we are never gonna be same,
Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah,
I did a big grammar mistake,
Instead of him I wrote you,
In...In..Instead of him I wrote you....................