Gentle breeze flows in, And brushes past my cheek. Blows away traces of sleepy night And the breathtaking sight of moon so white. The morning sights and lovely chirping of birds Cannot be expressed in simple words.
Gentle breeze flows in, And brushes past my cheek. Blows away traces of sleepy night And the breathtaking sight of moon so white. The morning sights and lovely chirping of birds Cannot be expressed in simple words.