19/thg 2/2024 - 18:49

The birds are singing, I'm coming home The sky is blue, the water is warm There is a road around, next to a small river The trees are green, I'm coming home There are a lot of fallen leaves on the rocks The grass is green, I'm coming home I hear the sound of the bell, the garden is full of sunshine The trees are green, I'm coming home The birds are singing, I'm coming home There are a lot of fallen leaves on the rocks The grass is green, I'm coming home I hear the sound of the bell, the garden is full of sunshine Forget the sadness, the worries The smiling eyes, in the peace of harmony