笨小笨Weeping Poets歌词由Fakhrul Music演唱，出自专辑《Weeping Poets》，下面是《Weeping Poets》完整版歌词！
Weeping Poets歌词完整版
In a land of dreams, where poets reside,
Children gather, eyes open wide.
With pens and paper, hearts full of glee,
They set out to explore the world, you'll see.
Oh, the magic of words they'll find,
In the playground of thoughts, so kind.
With rhymes and verses, their spirits take flight,
Weeping poets, in the soft moonlight.
Underneath the twinkling stars so high,
They craft their dreams, reach for the sky.
In their words, a symphony unfolds,
A tapestry of stories, treasures untold.
In the meadows of imagination, they roam,
Creating verses, turning houses into homes.
With laughter and wonder, they paint the day,
In the world of their own, they're here to stay.
Oh, the joy in each line they pen,
In the Weeping Poets' world, there's no end.
Their hearts filled with stories, like a river flows,
In their lyrical dance, life brightly glows.
With each new dawn, their words take shape,
In the verses they craft, dreamscape.
Through valleys of words, they wander free,
Weeping Poets, so full of glee.
In the pages of their notebooks, tales unfurl,
In the world of rhymes, they're whirl.
With every metaphor, a world they create,
In the garden of poetry, they celebrate.
As the sun sets in a colorful hue,
Weeping Poets' dreams renew.
With gratitude in their hearts, they'll croon,
In the world of words, beneath the moon.
So let's applaud these young souls,
Weeping Poets, with dreams as goals.
In their verses, they'll find their way,
Brightening the world, come what may.
In a land of dreams, where poets reside,
Children gather, with hearts open wide.
With pens and paper, they're forever in bloom,
Weeping Poets, chasing the moon.
