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The Bear Went Over The Mountain by yancy9, CC BY 2.0 |
For now the winter is past; the rain has ended and gone away. The blossoms appear in the countryside. The time of singing has come, and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land. The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines give off their fragrance. Arise, my darling. Come away, my beautiful one.
Some of us have been waiting for springtime for a very long time. We have been in a sort of hibernation, waiting for our wintertime to be over. I believe it is finally that time.
There was not enough sun shine for us to see, because of the cold clouds. We have believed that the mountain was there, but our vision was obscured by the winter clouds.
Now, on the other side of the mountain, it is spring, and we can begin to see the river, that we will cross to the other side of, into our destinies, on our life journeys. Spring is now here for many people.
The bear went over the mountain, the bear went over the mountain
The bear went over the mountain, to see what he could see.
And all that he could see, and all that he could see
Was the other side of the mountain, the other side of the mountain
The other side of the mountain, was all that he could see.
The bear went over the river, the bear went over the river
The bear went over the river, to see what he could see.
And all that he could see, and all that he could see
Was the other side of the river, the other side of the river
The other side of the river, was all that he could see.
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