Sunflower
Lyrics:Foucault
The little swallows are carrying the mud, and they fly away and come back again
Spring is warming up and the flowers are blooming, are you happy, my child?
The rain watered the desire to grow up, the sunflowers that fill the mountains;
The sunshine is like a mother's warm embrace in the serene sky.
The clouds are slowly drifting, singing sunflowers;
The mountains are high in dreams, the sunflowers of hope;
The wind is blowing warmly, the beautiful sunflowers;
Love is the eternal sunshine, shining on the sunflowers.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Music
The swallows are flying in the mud
Spring is in the air
And the flowers are blooming
Are you happy, my child?
The rain watered the desire to grow up, the sunflowers on the mountains;
The sunshine is like a mother's warm embrace in the quiet sky.
The clouds drift slowly, the singing sunflowers;
The mountains are high in dreams, the sunflowers of hope;
The wind is blowing warmly, the beautiful sunflowers;
Love is the eternal sunshine, shining on the sunflowers.
Music
Dreaming of mountains high, hopeful sunflowers,
The wind is blowing warmly, beautiful sunflowers;
Love is the eternal sunshine, shining on that sunflower.
Hi ee yea, hi ee yea hey, hi ee yea, hi