I knew the king of flowers? in the afternoon some time ago,
Called me? pay attention to its rainbow tone on the skin and its paper crown.
The King of Flowers has his village in a very remote forest,
Two mouths behind the sun,
Every tenant in a flower and on every floor is love.
The king of flowers has lizards that sing jump jump,
It has battalions of tiny bees and spiders, slugs and pretty birds.
The king of flowers works and works,
Your people also work,
Collapse the tall grass forests,
Sail in the puddles of water in the field.
The king of flowers has his factories inside the earth,
Each worker makes a flower that in spring grow?
but a fly to rain ?.
On the flowery fields of the King of Flowers
I see my son and calling him there is a voice
that has split it in two halves by a bomb that fell?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)