See those yellow grasses,
and those green trees;
See those pink flowers,
and those golden bees.
Above the sea,
below the moon,
We are here in the noon;
Without us there's no land,
Without water there's no sand.
Sky is for olive trees,
never will the bond freeze;
Land is for ocean blue,
this is a relation true.
Softer than cotton group,
Stronger than stone loop;
On the earth
and on the moon,
Love is the greatest boon.
See those yellow grasses,
and those green trees;
See those pink flowers,
and those golden bees.
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