There's a field
Planted with blooming floras all over
At the middle of it
There's a huge bungalow
You'll get to see
Harpy eagles flying around it
Just to make sure no one touches the owner
A river splits at the breadths of the field
Flowing the freshest water from the summits of the mountains behind
The splitting river leads to a beautiful sea
Making the width of the field a perfect shore for anyone to enjoy
The beautiful horizon whenever the sun sets
And at every middle of the month
When time passes twilight
You'll get to see half of the moon appearing across the horizon
Giving you the opportunity to spectate it's beauty
Baby,
That's just the place for you and me.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 2:38 AM UTC
There's a field
Planted with blooming floras all over
At the middle of it
There's a huge bungalow
You'll get to see
Harpy eagles flying around it
Just to make sure no one touches the owner
A river splits at the breadths of the field
Flowing the freshest water from the summits of the mountains behind
The splitting river leads to a beautiful sea
Making the width of the field a perfect shore for anyone to enjoy
The beautiful horizon whenever the sun sets
And at every middle of the month
When time passes twilight
You'll get to see half of the moon appearing across the horizon
Giving you the opportunity to spectate it's beauty
Baby,
That's just the place for you and me.
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