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Hours make days, and days make years
When practicing to get better
You don’t know how and you don’t feel why
Still you’re working on your art

Every day, every night
In the secret of your soul
Dream, little Star, somewhere in the sky
Tiny light beyond the clouds

No one nows and no one cares
They say « nonsense, you’re so weird »
But you keep playing, you keep breathing
And saying to each new day

« Let’s smile bright,
And the night will reveal something new. »
Stand, little Star, somewhere in the sky
and your light will reach the clouds

Nights are long and dark are days
No one ever saw you cry
And all those bruises, those scars you hide
Can’t ever stop you to play

For you hold tight your life
To a few thin nylon strings
Sing, little Star, somewhere in the sky
and your light will touch the clouds

Notes make chords and chords make tunes
Music follows secret ways
Through your blood and through your veins
Filling you more than pure joy

When ten fingers, like springs
fiery fly on the strings
Dance, little Star, somewhere in the sky
and your light will pass the clouds

Hours make days and days make years
They all say you’re a dreamer
Notes make chords and chords make tunes
They think you’re lost for this world
Still it’s one of your kin

That light the path they walk
And you will shine, little star
You will shine through the clouds
You will shine, little Star
You will shine a blue light
and you will shine, little star
You will shine with all your soul