When passing by the forest, I saw a waterfall
Falling from a great brown huge rock wall
As a fairy tale in a hole
Only nature, No bins or stalls
Silvery water falling high above
I wonder from where is comes
With a green environment all around
I feel I'm lost but I can't run
I know I've fallen for it
I saw a rock to sit
Sat there for hours but still
I don't think my heart is filled
After all I felt so cold
My mind is so relaxed as water drops
I wonder is this a silver cloth
Which somebody is letting down
I wish I could stay here forever
As fairy in a fairyland as in a show
Wearing a silver dress which is so pretty
No beauty can compare to these so many
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