| beautiful mother nature,
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| she looked at me with a smile on her face
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| then she started to cry,
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| she said: «why did my children forsake me?»
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| she felt like she was dying,
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| oh ungrateful children
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| when she was young she was beautiful and strong
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| the more children she had the more things went wrong
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| now she`s feeling old and cold
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| and her heart doesn`t feel love anymore
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| beautiful mother nature,
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| she sat me down and told me to sing her song
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| maybe it would make her feel better,
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| maybe her children would sing along
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| and see the wrong we have done,
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| make amends to ment her heart
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| she still wouldn`t hate none of her children
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| no matter what cruel things they’ve done
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| she`ll always be there when her baby`s crying
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| she`s a mother she`s a mother you can depend on beautiful mother nature,
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| she`s hopin`her children will love her again
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| like once she remember,
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| before skyscrapers and chemical plants
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| when she was all that we had,
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| before they polluted her sacred land
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| now her tears are falling like acid rain
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| and her voice sounds like earthquake
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| i had to beg her: «mother, please don`t leave
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| give another chance, i’ll talk to the kids
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| beautiful mother nature she was my beautiful mother nature still is my beautiful mother nature she is my beautiful mother nature still is my my my |