Mother Nature stands nearby,
Trying to please her king,
He sees her there, he knows the score
He knows the luck she'll bring.
Queen Bee giving all she has
For everyone she'll sing
A wounded bird, a wounded dog
A wounded crocadeercat.
Dressed in royal finery,
A feathered hat she wears,
In a crowd around her royal feet
Is a girl in quiet tears.
Strangers look through jealous eyes
At a woman with a ring;
She has her share of happiness
And all her children sing.
Mother Earth, a fountain ---
Likes statues of a thousand years
Mother Earth, a mountain
And still her shadow falls on you
She reigns when Sun is shining;
Protector of the City Heart
Source of all your dying.
Protector of the City Heart
Keeper of it's keys;
Dreams and pictures of the times,
Childhood's only friend.
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