Floating drops of light in the air,
like a pearl shining bright in the sun,
lighting a million smiles under the sky,
here comes sweet light, making my mornings bright.
The paradise in my head, fills my sights,
the clock on the tower, completes a song as she goes.
There's only the sun and the me and the grass to live all this through,
Its only brilliant light that shapes up the day as time pass through.
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