just more.. poetry... For my love for nature
The sky is my brother,
The sun is my father
The moon is my mother
The Ground is my sister
The untouched land of freedom, land of the wild
where animals roam freely, so wish it would last a while.
The forrests are my wishes
The trees are my pride
The gentleness of wilderness
will be my life.
Although nothing will last forever,
man kind cannot destroy this land
Without them, we shall perish
without them, I shall Vanish.
So the stars are my will
The lake is my soul
The cool breeze of the north
will be me.
The sky is my brother,
The sun is my father
The moon is my mother
The Ground is my sister
The untouched land of freedom, land of the wild
where animals roam freely, so wish it would last a while.
The forrests are my wishes
The trees are my pride
The gentleness of wilderness
will be my life.
Although nothing will last forever,
man kind cannot destroy this land
Without them, we shall perish
without them, I shall Vanish.
So the stars are my will
The lake is my soul
The cool breeze of the north
will be me.