Squirrels And Birds
Playing around in my garden;
Feeding themselves to satisfy the muse of love,
But, the shame of greedy men and women is not needed over here.
The animals are playing lovely in my garden without 'Westion Union';
For, in the Southern City of Love is the muse of peace.
Please, tell me who you are and where you are;
Because, i want to know you and bring you to this garden of mine.
Walking in my dreams;
To live like a chameleon;
For, i want to bring you along to know this garden of mine.