3.Pearls Of Light
After, The cold darkness
In the heart of the forest
Where birds are singing
For the newborn sun
In the womb of the leaves
On the branches of the trees
Lies the treasure of the morning
The pearls of light
Carried away by the traculence of my world
I got lost in the search for enlightment
The blue rain Covered my roots and
I forgot where I came from
Carried away by the traculence of my world
I got lost in the search for enlightment
The blue rain covered my roots and
I forgot where I came from
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