In the drowsy earth, dancing dreams
Finally paint the dawning sku in rainbow colors
Distant words passed down through generations
Now are a single flame in the festival of life
God's hand rocks the cradle
Wrapped within the song of the trees
Rain will fall on our troubles
Sinking sad memories into the watery depths
God's hand rocks the cradle
And leads you into the brightness
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