Without any care,
No matter world circumstances,
The rose still blooms
Oh that I should be as trusting
To do the same as it does
Tanka
Without any care,
No matter world circumstances,
The rose still blooms
Oh that I should be as trusting
To do the same as it does
Tanka
Just the birds and me
Admiring this tall tall tree
Reaching for the sky
Rooted and grounded it grows
God wants me to do the same
Tanka