And into some great woods,
Of sobriquet pleasure
Know not the happiness of tomorrow
Yet,for whom does the mountains weep ?
And the earth cry ?
If there be another day
Bright and beautiful
Kissing the effulgent rays of the morning sun
May it be you.
Singing me the sweetest lullaby
Heavens ever sang
You are the delight of my heart
My blue, white and yellow.
If existence meant survival
I want it to be
Written in your name.
If the birds sing
So does love roar
Soaring high.
My heart whispers
In silent prayers
To sing in your name
To cherish the moments
We call our own
Our forever.
I treasure it.