Look ! A tree without its soul, the wind without its songs,
Where butterflies rejoice over it, leaving a moment of love,
Shall it last forever in a beauty of paradise ?
Our love is a magnificent ones,
Flew away like the river, and above the glory of the blue sky,
We are the descendant of a green grassland,
Nothing to hide only a chance to fly,
Where the heaven meet us in our dreamland,
I close my mouth with hands !
Seeing but not a believe ones,
Laugh over the miraculous love,
It seems my shadows were gone.
Our Love is a Magnificent Ones
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