Garden of the life

The river passes when i wait
and i listen
to song of lovely bird
sing the angel love
the word fruit get sweety
and garden leaves get dance
in a crazy chance
we will met here
like every day
but it is even harder to wait
to walk
to sing
beaute and rose float mistily in the dream
when we meet all that done delighte
i have waiting you out in agarden
garden of a life
to come
like every day
i haven’t get bored
in agarden of alife
i love you well
astrang mixture of moment effect me
like asweet old air
heard in near
old air like angel song
fune but glorious garden
which i still there
the thought of the meet happened me
we will meet.


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