'Tis at glance so great
'Tis so far so good as opportunity
So tight so close like a beat
So blue so sorrow in this land
So crime so treat
The scenery always brings us into the good hand
Till we forget that we're defeat,
How a beautiful the scenery is!
Dance in peaceful like the fusty,
Bare in the milk away in miss
Playing in Venus with the dust,
For the teenager who loved a flattering
The way is made so understanding
And the animals that love a woe
And the armies that live a foe
There is not the world for saying in jailing
We can sharing suffocate in the sailing
Sleep in the sun with the naked breast
The consciousness with the amazing touch under the breeze of death match
The game of life between the poorest and the richest,
The most beautiful and the ugliest, which we watch
And the opposite the world view
The good scenery had been created by the God
We can say this symbol of mutualism with the explosive blew
And the angels who had been following the rein of God
Or the fairness reality of the point of look like utterance inside the world
