The Song of Summer

Yellow bird in the tree Singing- It is summer season But I am free, I am free. Can you feeeeeeel it goes on? Cloud and Sunshine are friends. With things they chase and play He or she say thanks..thanks. Nothing but Sweating you fear It's not tears friends, you know I know. Scent of Juicy fruits haunts you- Everywhere you see thoroughly. There is something different and new. Over your heads blessings are ready, It's precious friends .You know, I know.