Let me walk a while alone,
I’m on the sacred rocks and stones.
let me look and made believe,
Upon the beauty of the trees.
Here is green in every plate,
The trees are over hiding shades.
Leaves that spin a happy song,
All nature things keep forth and on.
Children ran into unfold,
And give them drinks that’s colorful.
Upon this place, so full of joy,
The fields of gold, where love did grow.
Above the sky, a rise of cloud,
this voice to cast, a thunder strike.
And there’s a horse, that feels the pain,
It’s silence strength, to take the strain.
So, why I’m heavy hearted, you say,
When tears wouldn’t stay, the sign is too late.
My brother’s dream, once here he saw,
Until he die, at the hand-out needless war.