The earth is our mother, just turning around
With her trees in the forest and roots underground
Our father above us who's sigh is the wind
Paint us a rainbow without any end
As the river runs freely, the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children, a pure love still grows
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone
Sparrows find freedom beholding the sun
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone