What’s happiness - cover

The little boy ran up to Dad, so full of spark and cheer,
“What’s happiness, Dad?” he asked, his eyes so bright and clear.
Dad paused for just a moment, then said, “Sit down, my son,
I’ll try to show the secret—the fun has just begun!”

To be truly happy, just smile up to the sky,
Feel the joy in flowers, in rain, and in the sun so high!
Love your mom and dad; protect your little sister too,
And never hurt our little Sparky—he’s the sunshine; he’s the groove!

Don’t hold back your heart’s warm fire—be kind and be so bold,
Do what you love with all your soul, let the rhythm take its hold.
Find joy in little things, in every passing beat,
If you can, lift people’s spirits, make the whole world feel the heat!

But know this, son—beware the evil eye’s dark shade,
Try to spot the poison early, don’t let it break the groove you made.
Fights and arguments, the noise and rush—they’re not worth the pain,
Try to wake understanding, bring the light back in again.

Rejoice in every dream, in beauty’s shining glow,
In temples, in the word of Christ, let the good vibrations flow.
God, Russia, home, the family, the beauty all around,
Health and all the simple things—let the good vibes never sound!

But happiness is like a candle—a breath can make it fade,
So hard to hold, though once it shone, it lit the whole parade.
The son grew tired of listening, and ran off without a word,
What could be done? He was so young, and Dad—a quiet philosopher, absorbed.

Don’t hold back your heart’s warm fire—be kind and be so bold,
Do what you love with all your soul, let the rhythm take its hold.
Find joy in little things, in every passing beat,
If you can, lift people’s spirits, make the whole world feel the heat!
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