Oh Lord of his mercy
Eh ayh, eeh eeh

Oh lord, hold on

Seven times fall, many times rise
But the wicked will stumble when calamity strike
Seven times four, twenty eight strikes
I'm still nursing wounds and everything will be fine
When I was four started writing my rhymes
Oh lord, these were magical times
When we had love, and the future was bright
Who doesn't miss being a child

These are magical times, magical moments
This fabric of life, is perfectly woven
Magical times, magical moments
Take me back in time, even just a minute

Innocent and pure
Preciously golden
Is the mind of the young
To climb and move mountains
But as time moves on
And we aging and growing
Let us not loose all
The spark that's been burning

Magical times, magical moments
This fabric of life, is perfectly woven
Magical times, magical moments
Take me back in time, even just a minute

Magical times, magical moments
This fabric of life, is perfectly woven
Magical times, magical moments
Take me back in time, even a minute, a minute