In Clair De Lune, they sing (in the minor mode) writing about the victories of life and love, "while never seeming to believe in their own happiness" Their songs mingle with the calm moonlight, “sad and beautiful”, while the birds dream in the trees and between marble statues great fountains sob with ecstasy.

👀

Give. It. Back

Ya so normal to me

Seems normal to me

Bro!（⌒▽⌒）