1st stanza:
Here is my eyes that no one can observe
dance to the rhythm of the storybook
Here is my voice that no one can listen to
the song of the leaves on the tree
here is more my eyes can't see
the sweetness of the sun and the fresh breeze
look, listen, breathe in the world
there is no other purpose in its order
Instrumental:
2nd stanza:
flowers in a pair waiting for attention
what is life if not to breathe
fire in the fangs waiting for.....
.......
observe, listen to breathe the world...
there is nothing else in order.......
Instrumental:
observe, listen, breathe the world... .
nothing else is in order...

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