The Grass of Green

There is a haze around the earth Another sunny day at birth This is the place humanity calls home The globe is slowly swirling on And in the colors of the dawn It seems so lonely and a bit withdrawn. The distant stars and galaxies That seem beyond reality Are closer but are still as cold as ice They faintly gleam like feeble sparks And as were piercing through the dark We see our homes each time we close our eyes We neither hear the roaring of a spaceship Nor see this cold and dark abyss in dreams We only dream of home, of love and friendship, And grass of green near babbling mountain streams Listening worksheet в ленте группы: engguideclub