Green was the foliage, indeed, was it lush green Green was the foliage, indeed, was it lush green

Never suggest But let Your fancy to fly toward And put loving words. Never suggest But let Your fancy to fly toward And put loving words.

She has a dream to fly high, She has a dream to fly high,

Once upon a time, my city was quiet, The days were calm, and calmer the night, Once upon a time, my city was quiet, The days were calm, and calmer the night...

Sometimes, not saying anything, says a lot about life. Sometimes, not saying anything, says a lot about life.

This poem is about a person feeling insecure and alone This poem is about a person feeling insecure and alone