Woods and fields , mountains, rivers and the sea,
Even the sky and the earth - it's you, it's me.
Fire and ice, and the immobility of flight,
Continuous dance of all lives , all lives .
Maybe knows the forest to the heavens ,
Maybe knows the river force in the clouds.
Or just re- born love
And where , like spring, she came to us .
The dome of the heavens full of mystery and wonder,
Full of the deep and the fire for you, for me .
Cold and heat, and aspirations, and peace ,
As snowflakes and flowers , it's me , it's you.
May know the purity of the forest of heaven ,
Maybe knows the river force in the clouds.
Or just re- born love
And where , like spring, she came to us .
May know the beauty of the forest of heaven ,
Maybe knows the river force in the clouds.
Or just re- born love
And where , like spring, she came to us .
May know the secrets of the forest as in heaven.
Maybe the river knows how many tears in the clouds.