
A gentle wind blows through the trees,
Like beautiful music, it ruffles the leaves,
Each leaf dances in the air,
At this moment, there is no reason for despair,
Despite life’s dizzying pace,
There is a reprieve in these little visions of grace.
A gentle wind blows through the trees,
Like beautiful music, it ruffles the leaves,
Each leaf dances in the air,
At this moment, there is no reason for despair,
Despite life’s dizzying pace,
There is a reprieve in these little visions of grace.