• The trees that swayed,
    they waved in the breeze;
    the light caught the branches~
    they shimmered.

    Those golden flecks of dew;
    among the leaves they nestled.

    And in the sunrise,
    the orange brightly shone,
    fading at the ends;
    a pink and dark blue~

    And those rays of light came;
    they glinted above the mountains~

    In the gentle streams,
    those boldly colored rocks stood;
    the ripples gave a further entrancing beauty,
    they ran flowing over the gravel.

    Those streams grew to rivers;
    created a white waterfall, and
    it frothed and it bubbled
    over the heavy stones below~