A sprout of greenery makes its way out of the soil
I'm on my way and I don't have any worries and worries
Lanterns make their way through the rain-soaked glass
The hot sun. Trees do not give shade to hide from this plump luminary
Creatures are making their way from the waterfall into the forest
The legend cannot be said in any other way and looks insanely beautiful, the white color is very good, in the first position of the top