15 July 2012
Take a walk Hold my hand I'll take you to The promised land
Where everything is calm The grass a brightly green The air as fresh as roses The houses nice and clean
The birds will softly sing While they're perched high in the tree Come and hold my hand This land will set you free
Little pups will play Rolling on the ground Rabbits in their burrows And moles that build a mound
Waterfalls are flowing The lakes a deep cool blue Come and take my hand The promised lands for you
The Promised Land • Opuss № I