The sound of morning awake me with joy.
It means a new day as begin.
The beauty of the rising sun is incomparable,
And the thirst of the dew is refreshing.
The voice of the birds, singing to the mother nature.
I refresh my soul with nature,
The soothing of the fresh air,
And my soul long for what the new day will bring.
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