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Nature is mi amigo
Nature is my best pal my comrade my faithful
amigo nature has been there through
it all has been there to guide me on
my path there to catch me when I fell
I fall
higher and higher into the abyss
that black thing called the sky
when I am blue
the wind will be my company,
it whispers to me so sweet
in my ear,
caresses my tear-stained
cheek
an orange-gold leaf,
that one right there on the birch tree,
will fall silent to the ground
a few feet away,
it will fall into the abyss
unless the wind will change
its course.
amigo nature has been there through
it all has been there to guide me on
my path there to catch me when I fell
I fall
higher and higher into the abyss
that black thing called the sky
when I am blue
the wind will be my company,
it whispers to me so sweet
in my ear,
caresses my tear-stained
cheek
an orange-gold leaf,
that one right there on the birch tree,
will fall silent to the ground
a few feet away,
it will fall into the abyss
unless the wind will change
its course.
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Nature is mi amigo
Nature is mi amigo
