Hidden Eden

. Come, let us go to dark green forests deep. Where death is no more terrible than sleep. And life is without labor, cares or pain. No one gets sick, grows old or dies in vain. Where boughs bend and droop with luscious wild fruits. And grassy grounds burst with succulent roots. Honey drips from trees, animals abound. Where we have singing, dancing all year round. Come, lay down beside me by this clear stream. Let's weave the tapestry of a joyful dream! .