And I drove the cycle and went uphill,
Not to ride but to see the cliff touching the sky,
To see the sun playing the link, to see the moon at the brink,
And I drove the cycle and went to the sea,
Not to ride but to see the sun merging into ocean,
To see the waves shining like silver in the moon, to see the bride nature and the its groom.....
Not to ride but to see the cliff touching the sky,
To see the sun playing the link, to see the moon at the brink,
And I drove the cycle and went to the sea,
Not to ride but to see the sun merging into ocean,
To see the waves shining like silver in the moon, to see the bride nature and the its groom.....
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