Ode To Life Pristine 歌詞

Some won't bother with the seasons There's no reason to grow the flowers They don't bother with the wisdom of sunflowers Because all withers in the end But my mother's intuition with the blossom The life she pours She pours love Pure life True love Ode to the prudent me Ode to the cautious We own the air we breathe Ode to life pristine Earth Mother Dirt covered Lakes arid The destruction of man We must bother about each other, said my father The devotion he pours He pours love Pure love, pure love Pure devotion Perfectly clean Pure life, pure life Pure love Ode to the prudent me Ode to the cautious We own the air we breathe Ode to life pristine Ode to the prudent me Ode to the cautious We own the air we breathe Ode to life pristine