Darkness of the night has gone A blackbird sings a song at dawn Crystal drops of morning dew are covering all the grass The landscape wears its morningdress
The foliage of the wood shines bright As green as emerald's light Over the fields vibrating air causes a faintly glance Some cows are grazing near a fence
While lowering clouds accumalate Midgets dancing above the lake The haymakers, they go away hiding for a storm A flash of lightening struck
Storm and thunder Beat the nature Down gushes the rain and wind cracks the trees