Flowers

Dancing with Nature: A Serenade to Life's Rhythms
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Lyrics

Up in the air flows the smell

There is a fragrant scent floating in the air.

The sweet rythm of the sea …drifting

The pleasant rhythm of the sea is gently drifting.

And all the flowers

All the flowers

Grow under your feet

Symbolize growth beneath your steps.

At the end is always the blue sky and you

Ultimately, there is always the expansive blue sky and you.


In every step of this dance

At each step in the dance,

Waits The next one quitley, ---- easy, and then,

The anticipation for the next step quietly builds—easy, and then,

A ray of sun

A ray of sunlight

Over the leaves

Illuminates the leaves.

At the end is always the blue ocean and you

Ultimately, there is always the vast blue ocean and you.


Things moving in their way

Things move in their own way,

no words to say

No words are sufficient to express.

And everything goes slow

Everything unfolds slowly.

the sun takes me where you are and

The sun guides me to where you are,

the time goes by in Gentle sounds

Time passes in gentle sounds.

All happens suddenly there’s nothing for me to be done

All happens suddenly, and there's nothing for me to do.


the tender bud knows the way

The delicate bud instinctively knows the path.

The sun will come up, a new day, rising

The sun will rise, heralding a new day.

After the spin turn

After the spin turn,

Comes another one

Another one follows.

At the end is always the blue horizon and you

Ultimately, there is always the distant blue horizon and you.


Things moving in their way

Things move in their own way,

no words to say

No words are sufficient to express.

And everything goes slow

Everything unfolds slowly.

the sun takes me where you are and

The sun guides me to where you are,

The time just stands

Time stands still.

a whispered sigh

A whispered sigh.

All happens suddenly there’s nothing for me to be done

All happens suddenly, and there's nothing for me to do.

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