i'am a daughter hiding my depression
I'am a sister making a good impression
and most i'am a girl sitting next to you.
i'am the one asking you to care
and i'am a bast friend hoping
you'll always there to love and care about me
I'm just a girl has a simple dreams in my life
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
I taught myself to live simply and wisely,
to look at the sky and pray to God,
and to wander long before evening
to tire my superfluous worries.
I can write no stately poem
As a prelude to my lay;
From a poet to a poem
I would dare to say.
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast-
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.
I'am a sister making a good impression
and most i'am a girl sitting next to you.
i'am the one asking you to care
and i'am a bast friend hoping
you'll always there to love and care about me
I'm just a girl has a simple dreams in my life
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
I taught myself to live simply and wisely,
to look at the sky and pray to God,
and to wander long before evening
to tire my superfluous worries.
I can write no stately poem
As a prelude to my lay;
From a poet to a poem
I would dare to say.
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast-
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.
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