In this early morning,
When I woke up from my dream
I saw the sun dimly gleam
And heard a bird was nicely singing
The fine rain came soon after
Drenching the bird with its water
But it still continued to sing sweetly
Having no care with the water falling down torrentially
Sounds of the bird's song and the rain
Lulling me to sleep once again
Came to the another world dream
Coloring my day with its beam
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