Like two fishes in fresh water,
freely swimming on rosy beds
We, painting our art of laughter
Sweetly dreaming in our head's
You're the Lilly in my July
Clothed in elegant beauty of nature
Spray your wings to me let's fly
Like naked moons unleashing the future.
Let our souls diffused into the clouds
Like poetic feelings, fragrance of Finland wind
Fireflies dressed in yellow, making mourning sounds,
chanting spells of wins, we're a chord of 3 strands.
©wildheart
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