i see the natures beauty
from faraway, it looks pretty
but many times, my heart pains to see it
beacuse its being destroyed bit by bit
the sun once shone so brightly
now, it seems to change greatly
the birds used to sing songs of happiness
now they sing songs of mourning and sadness
oh, why do people abuse dear nature?
why is it that destruction is now their culture?
Lord of Heaven and earth help me
their evil ways, let them see
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