Mary

Mary

Mary’s ill Mary is a mountain

She’s alone near near Jack and Rose hills

She said you are so lucky to be together

You seem so happy you and your flowers

But i’m cold and i only know mr Sun

But i don’t like him he only wants to dry me up

And every time i cry

Please little hills let’s change our places

Ok we give you all our animals friends

And take too the clouds and this misses Rain

She always wet us we’re fed up to stay here

we dream about long trip oh lucky Sue river

I heard you little hill i’m so tired to travel

Sometimes the wind freeze me and i only meet fish and pebble

I just want to take roots a watch the landscape

She is so Lucky this big mountain

Now Mary is a hill Jack and Rose are rivers

And now Sue the mountain can see the desert