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Everything is so beautiful
Everything is so simple now
The colors weave into symbols of life and the symbols of life they weave into the wind
Oh weary child rest your head
Very soon the colors come to life and the child will be born born on our death the child will be born on our death

Oh let the child be born and be brought to the sun
As the symbols of life weave into the wind ( Repeat 1 time)

The child will be born born on our death
The child will be born on our death
And the sun will be of the summer
And the world will be of the sun
And the sun will be of the summer
Child will be born on our death

Everything is simple now
Nothing has ever changed Until we respect our
Mother Earth
Let it all break down