çevirmek   9 yıllar önce

The Singing Wind Tall treetops gently singing, an operatic tune The wind now harmonising, together hear them croon A feeling of oppression, takes over for a while But leaves me strangely stronger, as i walk the final mile Mother natures' presence, an awesome symphony Soprano, & Contralto, i hear her sing to me You wear her forceful wilderness, like a pure euphonic shroud Like anger, pain and madness, yet peacefulness surrounds

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