Gissen: replace the word smile with the word bottle in a song about a smile
From a bottle, everything becomes bright.
And in the sky the rainbow will light up.
Gissen: Share your bottle
And she will come back to you many times.
Gissen: And then
Suddenly the clouds blink.
Gissen: Yes, this is from the bottle
And the carpenter runs to give away the bottles.
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Marika: look, I sing shorter normally, and you are like these replicas like fighting mouseys with a thin voice on the bacca.
And the carpenter runs to give away the bottles.
Gissen: Just a carpenter...
Just the bottles...