As the sun rises and the moon fades away
The clouds start their Journey their eyes are astray
The insects awaken to the sound of the birds
The animals Roam the earth in all different herds
The smell of the plants the breathe of the trees
Linguers across the land easily
This is the beautiness that we live upon
The air that we breathe
The land that we're on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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