1st
The sun was high into the sky today, as we drank wine under the grape arbor, vybin to the of music, making memories that we harbor,
The easterlies blow the sweet smell of sugarcane in our mouths, and I can see of plums and pomegranates to the south,
The honey of magnolia trees the westerlies across the garten of fresh cut grass, and my mind soars high where eagles be, I wish this day would never pass,
A mid days shower suddenly comes to cool the sun, the leaves of the grapes of the arbor drizzle the rainwater until the cooling showers are done,
It feels so good to be here, in the of a garten all my own, a place of serenity peace and love, a place that I call home,
Away from the sadness and madness and of the world, my kingdom in heaven my own little world 2nd
The sun was high into the sky today, as we drank wine under the arbor, vybin to the sound of music, making memories that we harbor,
The easterlies blow the sweet smell of sugarcane in our mouths, and I can see trees of plums and to the south,
The honey of magnolia trees ride the westerlies across the garten of fresh cut grass, and my mind soars high where eagles be I this day would never pass,
A mid days shower suddenly comes to cool the summer sun, the leaves of the grapes of the arbor drizzle the rainwater until the showers are done,
It feels so good to be here, in the heaven of a garten all my own, a of serenity peace and love, a place that I call home,
Away from the sadness and madness and drama of the world, my kingdom in heaven my own world
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