The lorikeets chirp on the flowering gum trees it is such a beautiful day
And through the sunlit gardens the butterflies flit tiny dark spots on their wings of gray
The parklands and gardens lovely in their flowers and only a slight Summer breeze
The temperatures perfect for the time of year a tad over twenty degrees.
From this beautiful Country and beautiful place Utopia cannot be far away
For to view the beauty around us that is Nature's own money we do not have to pay
I could happily live here till the day I die surrounded by beauty so rare
No factory chimney billowing up black smoke and clean is the warm Summer air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem