Giving the moon its shine which glowed, Like a lamp in intense darkness... Giving the moon its shine which glowed, Like a lamp in intense darkness...

Ramsay went to the brook, To fetch the water to cook. Ramsay went to the brook, To fetch the water to cook.

Nice Nice

The clouds of struggle came, But who to blame? Then came the sun of a new dawn, The journey goes ... The clouds of struggle came, But who to blame? Then came the sun of a new dawn...

Good one... Good one...

Mixed with the sound of the brook... Mixed with the sound of the brook...