The ocean plays the same song again and again.
It doesn't bother them,
It's the rhythm of their lives.
If the ocean will ever play a different melody,
they wouldn't know how to survive.
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woensdag 21 juli 2010
vrijdag 21 mei 2010
Around the world
We can build brigdes
And fly over seas
We can walk for miles
And drive the rocky roads
We can climb the highest mountain
And cross the deepest ocean
We can study Buddhism in Japan
Or dance in Brasil
We can enjoy the colors of Bollywood in India
Or feed lions in Africa
We can drink mint tea in Morocco
Or take a shower with the elephants in Indonesia
We can go to the geysers in Iceland
Or embrace the nature of Costa Rica
We can relax in Jamaica
Or catch waves in Australia
We can have siesta in Spain
Or smoke cigars in Cuba
We can rebuild life
And paint it different colors
We can sow seeds
And give them water
We can kiss the sandy beach
And hug the snowy street
We can lie in bed and watch the rain
-written by me-
And fly over seas
We can walk for miles
And drive the rocky roads
We can climb the highest mountain
And cross the deepest ocean
We can study Buddhism in Japan
Or dance in Brasil
We can enjoy the colors of Bollywood in India
Or feed lions in Africa
We can drink mint tea in Morocco
Or take a shower with the elephants in Indonesia
We can go to the geysers in Iceland
Or embrace the nature of Costa Rica
We can relax in Jamaica
Or catch waves in Australia
We can have siesta in Spain
Or smoke cigars in Cuba
We can rebuild life
And paint it different colors
We can sow seeds
And give them water
We can kiss the sandy beach
And hug the snowy street
We can lie in bed and watch the rain
-written by me-
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