A bintang has been plucked from the sky.
The sky is now dimmer.
It happened on June 25th.
A day, we will always remember.
Never again to see Michael's smile light up the skies.
Never again to see him moonwalk across the stage as his fan cries.
Never again to hear him sing Billie Jean.
To the roaring sound of his fans' screams.
A brother of the sun has been taken away.
But in our hearts his musik will always stay.
Michael Jackson will now dance among the clouds.
And in the heavens, anda will still hear him bernyanyi loud and proud.
The sky is now dimmer.
It happened on June 25th.
A day, we will always remember.
Never again to see Michael's smile light up the skies.
Never again to see him moonwalk across the stage as his fan cries.
Never again to hear him sing Billie Jean.
To the roaring sound of his fans' screams.
A brother of the sun has been taken away.
But in our hearts his musik will always stay.
Michael Jackson will now dance among the clouds.
And in the heavens, anda will still hear him bernyanyi loud and proud.