Nature, where are you?
The rustle of the leaves;
So sweet to hear when summer comes
The gurgling of the water;
Heaves when it flows open
But now where is nature?
All but a small part of this world.
Once a beauty;
Now what do you see?
What have we done? We destroyed her!
We can't hear her message.
The gurgle of the water is faint
The rustle of the leaves, merely a memory.
Let us help earth,
To be a better place.
Someday, it will grow,
Someday. it will bloom.
The rustle of the leaves;
So sweet to hear when summer comes
The gurgling of the water;
Heaves when it flows open
But now where is nature?
All but a small part of this world.
Once a beauty;
Now what do you see?
What have we done? We destroyed her!
We can't hear her message.
The gurgle of the water is faint
The rustle of the leaves, merely a memory.
Let us help earth,
To be a better place.
Someday, it will grow,
Someday. it will bloom.

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