Рет қаралды 13
Made with Suno.
(Verse 1)
In the realm where science meets the soul,
There's a tale of microbes, a story to be told.
From birth's dawn, a truth unfurls,
Of allergies and minds, in a microbial world.
(Chorus)
Oh, the hygiene hypothesis,
a whisper in the breeze,
Less exposure in youth,
more allergic diseases.
From Finnish lands to
Karelia's shore,
Microbes protect,
this we know for sure.
(Verse 2)
The gut-brain axis,
a mysterious line,
Connects our thoughts
with microbes divine.
Depression and anxiety,
in their shadow cast,
A healthy microbiome,
a future vast.
(Bridge)
Epigenetics, a dance through time,
Early life's echo, a subtle chime.
Dutch Famine's lesson,
a haunting tune,
Prenatal factors,
under the moon.
(Chorus)
Oh, the hygiene hypothesis,
a whisper in the breeze,
Less exposure in youth,
more allergic diseases.
From Finnish lands
to Karelia's shore,
Microbes protect,
this we know for sure.
(Outro)
In the realm where science meets the soul,
There's a tale of microbes,
a story to be told.
From birth's dawn,
a truth unfurls,
Of allergies and minds,
in a microbial world.