Beneath the winds of the sunny days, trees and mountains were always praised, be amazed to the promising land made by his faithful hands.
Explore your soul through the blue skies, uplift your faith and close your eyes, feel the things that makes you smile, for you to be satisfied.
Lay down on the green fields and feel the freedom, as thou birds soaring all up high, find yourself not for a moment but for a lifetime.
All the things you see and hold is existed because of the Lord because of His love to the world, for thy shall love you for eternity. -vanessa-
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I would like to translate this poem
Vanessa, we have given our hearts away a sordid boon, Under His untitled nobility Why His Grace we can't feel? Perhaps, maligned by malice In this world are shady deal. CP