The mist that falls from the trees,
Continuing on this spring morning breeze.
Leaves a beautiful floral scent in the air.
This spring breeze lifts up my hair.
The sun over the hills begins to embark.
Blue birds sing, like the strings of a lovely harp.
The rain sinks into the ground, from the storm that night.
Making everything shine and the sun be bright.
White clouds and blue skies mixing.
Every touch of earths existing.
A beautiful morning,
Leads to a beautiful evening.
