On colognes of mizzling heavens
I swing to the rainbow sky
I bliss in the ecstasy of the birds
The world here is scenic, peaceful and pure
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Like palm leaves
Without the breeze
The stillness of the heart
Without its beats
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From Donga
To Tonga
The world is music tuned
There is melody for every mood
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A rocky tin town
Buried in the sky
Sprinkled between valleys
And mountain's feet
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Snow
Drizzles
From her mouth
And it kills with pride
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It is written
On the white sky
Of your bold eyes
I feel it in the warmth
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Methinks
My heart is china made
Poor porcelain that easy breaks
With both my hands so crystal clean
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Be the wind that sails me home
I searched for thee half my life
Lay I lie before these tides
The northern star, evades my eyes
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In the white sky
Of your bold eyes
Finds my heart a bouquet of peace
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