Still Thinking of You

On the hills and valleys where green grass grow,
Where tiny, wild white flowers endlessly flow,
I see scattered diamonds and emeralds that glow,
When the sun shines the morning dew...

When Summer heat swirls on the grassy plain,
Cool breeze brushes the beautiful terrain,
Pollens float and dance gracefully when the wind blows,
On hot summer day I see a falling flakes of snow...

Movements of colors on the meadow,
Of birds butterflies fly fast and slow,
Following the rivers' path so narrow,
Where I see the opening of the hidden window...

Everything disappears on the grassy ground,
When the majestic sun is down,
Yet another day is worth the wait,
To see the increadible place with faith...