In the cold breeze of the morning
When the sun seems to start shining
The sky is so blue
Filled with birds;above they flew
Chilly as the winter
Giving hope, not despair
To this new day has come
Hoping all the sadness will be gone
As I watch the field
In my heart, I feel something weird
A touch of happiness
And a caress of gentleness
So amaze of the beauty of nature
Calling for protection and nurture
In this beautiful land of thee
I beg you to come back to me!
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