There's a culture Only my limbs can express With deep kinaesthesia.
There's a depth of secret Only the trees can whisper; A bunch of wisdom The wind alone can breath Into he ears of humans But can't be heard Because few only Understands nature.
There's a culture Only my limbs can express With deep kinaesthesia.
There's a depth of secret Only the trees can whisper; A bunch of wisdom The wind alone can breath Into he ears of humans But can't be heard Because few only Understands nature.