The smoke I see is circling higher than lower now…
Heart built of trust, our love can see through the eye
Of the needle and read the writings on our soul…
Reveal the gesture of our cloudy faces
And give meaning to them.
The love that sings with wind and rain,
Drives away pain and scream of green valley…
Who can stop the river from running into the ocean?
Who can tell the length of the mighty river?
These bear the mystery of our warmth love.