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We don't need much to be happy
Look around, my friend!
The weather left its winter coat
Dame Nature shows her new dress
to the timid sun
Here and there, she sprays
a light of gold, a shade of pink
Breathe, my friend! Breathe
the rosebud, the lily of the valley
Centuries ago, cannons blew in the valley
Humans fell on the green grass
A year ago, the valley was in flame
Land mines are still ticking where children play
But Dame Nature doesn't care
Stoic, she unfolds a new dress every season
No trace of blood on the fresh grass
No cries to disturb the birds’ concert
Look around my friend and see
the myriads of little joys twirling around us
Dry the tears that blind you
Chase memories of sorrow
Live my friend
Live now, just live
The joyous time of spring is full of hope
Listen to the birds and smile
See how humans share love, bread, and sorrow
in a warm bed, around a table,
See my friend how humans care
Yes my friend, humans care
Dame Nature may not wear a new dress next year
Whales are killing themselves on our shores
Birds are deserting the cities
Tomorrow, we may not be
Life is ephemeral and precious My friend
It’s a delicate rose with sharp thorns
Enjoy it with care, and remember
we don’t need much to be happy
