Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own;and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave,it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easythat we can scarcely mark their progress.
There's nothing stronger than the heart of a volunteer.
~ Hear, listen, can you hear,the haunting melody surrounding you;Weaving a magic spell all around you... ~
~ So why don't we just walk alongthe shoreline with our silent song ... ? ~
~ The sun is melting over the hillsAll our roads are waitingTo be revealed ~
~ Smile on me baby,Make me feel like spring's here. ~