My voice right now, hey, listen. I don't know how long it's going to last.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Since I'm not good at anything else, I hope I can keep singing for a long time.
My singing days have passed. My voice is gone. My throat is worn. And my lungs are going fast.
Folks, just a few minutes of my voice can change a life.
It took me quite a long time to develop a voice, and now that I have it, I am not going to be silent.
I have been singing for as long as I could talk.
My voice had a long, nonstop career. It deserves to be put to bed with quiet and dignity, not yanked out every once in a while to see if it can still do what it used to do. It can't.
Right now, my voice is better than ever. It changed. I have better low notes than I had before.
I'll sing as long as people want to hear me, and I'll be able to sing as long as I'm alive.
I'm so glad this is the last day of these thing, I get so tired of listening to my own voice.
My voice is stronger today than ever.