The fragrance of joy lifts up the cliffs of feelings today
a lotus blooms through the grimy dirt
there is a mixture of joy, excitement and mirth
even the nature and earth rejoice now with gay
It is freedom, i breathe the fresh air
it is contentment, i want nothing more
it is the quietly held happiness dancing on the shore
it is a day, which, for the last few ages, hadn't got its share
I rise up in the company of the high mountains
wash my emotions with pure rivers of peace
now there are no tears, no pain, no crease
the world seems to have lifted up its curtains
This feeling, i experience today just through a bud
recieving happiness in small things clearly isn't a dud
If trivial things can hurt, they can bring smiles too
only after moistening the grass slides down the dew.
a lotus blooms through the grimy dirt
there is a mixture of joy, excitement and mirth
even the nature and earth rejoice now with gay
It is freedom, i breathe the fresh air
it is contentment, i want nothing more
it is the quietly held happiness dancing on the shore
it is a day, which, for the last few ages, hadn't got its share
I rise up in the company of the high mountains
wash my emotions with pure rivers of peace
now there are no tears, no pain, no crease
the world seems to have lifted up its curtains
This feeling, i experience today just through a bud
recieving happiness in small things clearly isn't a dud
If trivial things can hurt, they can bring smiles too
only after moistening the grass slides down the dew.
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