Nature
Nature
The green grasslands spread over,
Dark clouds descended lower.
Happy, soaring birds flew high,
Believe me, I won’t tell you a lie.
Prodigious skyscrapers touched the ether
And on my head, fell a bird’s feather.
There you see, such pretty flowers!
How quickly went past the hours...
Mountains and hills form a valley there,
Here comes the cold wind, Beware!
Then came out the brightly shining sun,
And now I am going to have some fun...