Kind Nature once gives birth to live,
Love, fight…create and die.
The knowledge precious then to leave
To next ones in the line;
So simple harmony…in brief,
So simple life…as if,
Life – punishment or magic gift?
Who’s plan…and why we live?
Life
Kind Nature once gives birth to live,
Love, fight…create and die.
The knowledge precious then to leave
To next ones in the line;
So simple harmony…in brief,
So simple life…as if,
Life – punishment or magic gift?
Who’s plan…and why we live?
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