The nature's face
Is the humans grace
The nature's hand
Is the human land
The nature's friend
Is the human's trend
The nature is happy
With the greenwood tree
The nature is naughty
When the people are happy
The nature isn't sad
When the people are glad
The nature is best
Either people are in east or west
The nature is like melody
When people works faithfully
The nature never ends
But the poem here ends
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem