I'm pursuing a rainbow toward nirvana
The top spot as the holy spirit that flew from the sea floor
In between the sky and clouds that march-wine
And grandeur of the great future
Garden of Life tells the happiness into the soul
Enchantment of the early tone
The beauty of the future
unites feeling with singing mirth
Animate my body that makes light of heaven singgsana
Crowned the warmth of a peaceful puffing
Will show the events of past experience
And the appearance of the secret of immortality that would come
I will sow the seeds of love heights with finger finger
planted on plain heart with hands of love
In the field of flowers blooming romance
Where is that place no more laughter dry
There is no story about the density of grief because of disappointment
No more tears are heartbreaking
No sweat restless
No more heart-covered accounts
And in this place there is no emptiness and silence
It's time to reap the seeds with a feeling of silence
Without having to disturb the sleep of angels
Slowly picking the fruit of love
Collected in baskets made of sincerity miss
Look at my love field yields very satisfactory
I will soon proclaim this news all over the
my heart happyMy soul is full of glory and peace
My face shines as radiant happiness of my heart plains
The top spot as the holy spirit that flew from the sea floor
In between the sky and clouds that march-wine
And grandeur of the great future
Garden of Life tells the happiness into the soul
Enchantment of the early tone
The beauty of the future
unites feeling with singing mirth
Animate my body that makes light of heaven singgsana
Crowned the warmth of a peaceful puffing
Will show the events of past experience
And the appearance of the secret of immortality that would come
I will sow the seeds of love heights with finger finger
planted on plain heart with hands of love
In the field of flowers blooming romance
Where is that place no more laughter dry
There is no story about the density of grief because of disappointment
No more tears are heartbreaking
No sweat restless
No more heart-covered accounts
And in this place there is no emptiness and silence
It's time to reap the seeds with a feeling of silence
Without having to disturb the sleep of angels
Slowly picking the fruit of love
Collected in baskets made of sincerity miss
Look at my love field yields very satisfactory
I will soon proclaim this news all over the
my heart happyMy soul is full of glory and peace
My face shines as radiant happiness of my heart plains
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