Back in Nature

Back in nature the breezes blow
With drizzling the clouds flow
I look at the blue sky
up to the mountain-peaks I fly
I wonder how the river flows by
and the trees grow up so high
The wind makes the leaves rustle
It's so much better than the city hustle
I want to sleep in the grass-bed
With sprinkle of leaves that trees shed
The odour of mud and the playful sand
I like the birds chirping, I don't need a band
I sing with the nightingale, I fly with the swallow
I wear flowers and I swim in the shallow
I live here so I feel happy
I feel the content, I want to come back
Back in the nature.