I'll be waiting for you,
There on that eastern hillside.
Do not rush to me,
I will be ready in time.
The greens of the grass,
The petals of flowers,
Will be waiting for you,
There on that eastern hillside.
Grow-Be Free,
For I want the best for you.
When you are ready,
I'll be on that eastern hillside.
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