A river flows gently, Through meadows so wide, Carving the earth softly, With grace as its guide.
The willows bend lowly, To kiss the stream’s face, While the wind softly whispers, All secrets of space.
- Liselotte Aasmäe
A river flows gently, Through meadows so wide, Carving the earth softly, With grace as its guide.
The willows bend lowly, To kiss the stream’s face, While the wind softly whispers, All secrets of space.