At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
No início da vida e ao longo da nossa existência,
A nossa imaginação é como um verso para mim
Na poesia a realidade é mais bela
É realmente impossível não ver flores aqui
É como se isso trouxesse
muitas felicidades aos infelizes lírios do jardim
A vida é como
No encontro de muitas águas
Quando a beleza que existe
No início das flores
Ela reaparece e torna as coisas muito mais bonitas
É como se tudo virasse orvalho
E como ouvir os lobos uivando nas florestas e montanhas
incessantemente
O luar, as estrelas brilhando nas nuvens
Os anjos que estão sofrendo agora
Eles acabaram ficando mais felizes nesse momento
vendo todas as flores se desprendendo de seus botões e voando lentamente
As pétalas vermelhas, o pólen, os pássaros, os anjos voando lentamente nos céus para que este dia seja abençoado com paz, saúde, esperança e felicidade
Para que esse dia seja sempre lindo e especial
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
No início da vida e ao longo da nossa existência,
A nossa imaginação é como um verso para mim
Na poesia a realidade é mais bela
É realmente impossível não ver flores aqui
É como se isso trouxesse
muitas felicidades aos infelizes lírios do jardim
A vida é como
No encontro de muitas águas
Quando a beleza que existe
No início das flores
Ela reaparece e torna as coisas muito mais bonitas
É como se tudo virasse orvalho
E como ouvir os lobos uivando nas florestas e montanhas
incessantemente
O luar, as estrelas brilhando nas nuvens
Os anjos que estão sofrendo agora
Eles acabaram ficando mais felizes nesse momento
vendo todas as flores se desprendendo de seus botões e voando lentamente
As pétalas vermelhas, o pólen, os pássaros, os anjos voando lentamente nos céus para que este dia seja abençoado com paz, saúde, esperança e felicidade
Para que esse dia seja sempre lindo e especial
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
No início da vida e ao longo da nossa existência,
A nossa imaginação é como um verso para mim
Na poesia a realidade é mais bela
É realmente impossível não ver flores aqui
É como se isso trouxesse
muitas felicidades aos infelizes lírios do jardim
A vida é como
No encontro de muitas águas
Quando a beleza que existe
No início das flores
Ela reaparece e torna as coisas muito mais bonitas
É como se tudo virasse orvalho
E como ouvir os lobos uivando nas florestas e montanhas
incessantemente
O luar, as estrelas brilhando nas nuvens
Os anjos que estão sofrendo agora
Eles acabaram ficando mais felizes nesse momento
vendo todas as flores se desprendendo de seus botões e voando lentamente
As pétalas vermelhas, o pólen, os pássaros, os anjos voando lentamente nos céus para que este dia seja abençoado com paz, saúde, esperança e felicidade
Para que esse dia seja sempre lindo e especial
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
At the beginning of life and throughout our existence,
The our imagination is like a verse to me
In the poetry, reality is more beautiful
It's really impossible not to see flowers here
It's as if this brings
best wishes to the unhappy lilies of the garden
Life is like
At the meeting of many waters
When the beauty that exists
At the beginning of the flowers
She reappears and makes things so much more beautiful
It's like everything turns into dew
And like hearing the wolves howling in the forests and mountains
incessantly
The moonlight, the stars shining in the clouds
The angels who are suffering right now
They ended up becoming happier at this moment
seeing all the flowers breaking away from their buds and flying slowly
The red petals, the pollen, the birds, the angels flying slowly in the skies so that this day is blessed with peace, health, hope and happiness
So that this day is always beautiful and special
No início da vida e ao longo da nossa existência,
A nossa imaginação é como um verso para mim
Na poesia a realidade é mais bela
É realmente impossível não ver flores aqui
É como se isso trouxesse
muitas felicidades aos infelizes lírios do jardim
A vida é como
No encontro de muitas águas
Quando a beleza que existe
No início das flores
Ela reaparece e torna as coisas muito mais bonitas
É como se tudo virasse orvalho
E como ouvir os lobos uivando nas florestas e montanhas
incessantemente
O luar, as estrelas brilhando nas nuvens
Os anjos que estão sofrendo agora
Eles acabaram ficando mais felizes nesse momento
vendo todas as flores se desprendendo de seus botões e voando lentamente
As pétalas vermelhas, o pólen, os pássaros, os anjos voando lentamente nos céus para que este dia seja abençoado com paz, saúde, esperança e felicidade
Para que esse dia seja sempre lindo e especial
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