The mountains and the hills!
Skipping upon the hills and leaping upon the mountains;
Gazing through the lattice of true love,
Touched! !
Moved,
Hearing the echoes of true love.
To be bold,
To behold,
To hold on to the truth;
The truth is above gold! !
The truth is not sold for money,
The truth is forever!
Looking through wings of Love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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