Latin is a dead tongue
And Romans made songs!
Then no one disagree:
It delighted them in theory
Now it's "the Latin" in me.

hough we travel the whole over to find the perfect match,we must carry it with us a light or it's playing hard to catch.

Blessed be, it's finally Spring.
In joy and delight the birds sing,
Ravished upon the entire earth,
The new rebirth,
Helas, the joy it brings!

Although life is hard in pace
Lose not thy calm and grace.
If thee are not tender
Vow not to surrender
Eternity lies right before thy face.

Tongues are a miraculous manifestation of being filled with the Holy Ghost.

So I sang out the barbarous words - karaoke from Hell.