How can I be?

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The dove that flies to its destiny

Happy as it is, his wings flaps to its best

How can I be like the free dove?

That flies away and lives freely.

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The sad rain that slowly drops

Showers the peach and lovely flower behind a stone

How can I be the flower?

Swaying its faint pink petals.

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The lively grass field that I admire,

Dancing with the gentle wind,

How can I be the lively grass field?

Following the eternal wind.

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The river, that rushes above the rocky path

Fresh little waves, so clear

How can I be the river?

Flowing continuously without worries.

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Those people that speaks out of their mind,

Saying every word that they think,

How can I be them?

Speaking freely, singing at the top of their lungs.