The tiny wings of dragonfly
Caress the flower\’s petal.
I hear the song of nightingale
With quiet grasshopper crackle.
I breathe the scent of pine…The tiny wings of dragonfly
Caress the flower\’s petal.
I hear the song of nightingale
With quiet grasshopper crackle.
I breathe the scent of pine trees,
lavender fragranced air,
In the past forgotten memories
with nature everywhere.
I can\’t pretend, I won\’t conceal
The beauty of the day.
I wish you know how I feel,
Let\’s fly with me away.
