#westestgold
When I look up
I found your shape
When I look at the horizon in the east
I find your shine
When I look at the horizon in the west
I f find your hair holding the mount
As treasure as wires of gold
When a fresh wind touches me
I hear your voice whispers in melody
When the sun shines
I see your smile's teeth
When I see the green land
I rememeber how you are kind
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 7:46 AM UTC