The naked wind sings lullaby
Putting earth at comfort rest
The pleasure riches can not buy
Freely given from globe’s breast.
The dancing strings from the sky.
With birds to clear the way.
The trees bend and sway.
Hoping the tears of t’monster in the skies.
In the cold of the night,
You wrapped us in your bosom.
In the hot sun, fanned us under Odan
Still at night, you shined your touch that we stumble not.
Àse et. De Thinker, Rev. T-N-T
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