[Intro] [Vers 1] There is fire in one’s heart. One is keen on making art. There is beauty in the glow of feelings, know. [Vers 2] Though, the heaven we are not. It’s true, what we have got. We shine, though on the end one will depend. [Chorus] We are the Earth. We are like children. We are like streams from ponds of worth, we are not given. We make flowers, on our way. We will make it, one day. We are the beauty showing, if you may. [Verse 3] One is making it, by far, when one is, to those who are. One will as candle bright shine, though, in fight … [Chorus] We are the Earth. We are like children. We are like streams from ponds of worth, we are not given. We make flowers, on our way. We will make it, one day. We are the beauty showing, if you may. [Chorus repeat] We are the Earth. We are like children. We are like streams from ponds of worth, we are not given. We make flowers, on our way. We will make it, one day. We are the beauty showing, if you may. [Outro] We make flowers, on our way. We will make it, one day. We are the beauty showing, if you may …
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