When it dawns in the field. Original poem.
When it dawns in the field. The sun shines its clearest brilliance, Clouds draw hearts in the sky The field offers beautiful flowers When it dawns in the field
and in the morning I can feel
the sound songs of the birds,
when it dawns in the field.
and in each look is God
with his celestial greatness
and illuminating every road.
and in the lagoon there is good life,
the sun keeps shining this way
and on each breast there is a smile.
another is the shining world,
and I feel how inside
I have the most enthusiastic heart.
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