Oh wildly pretty flowers, rainbows in the field
Dances in the breeze, waves of colour
Heavenly scene in the scented smells of God\'s garden
Oh wildly where is the Gardener, I have never descried him
Oh bravery, the promises of colours, angels are fallen in your wildly pretties
Surveil by the sun, cherish in the moon your blooms are days and nights
The shimmering beauty never fades with the waking days of your heydays
Oh wildly, repealing the fades in the brights
Appointing the smiles on the innocence faces
Revealing the strangeness of wildly privilege
Oh, pretty wilds I\'m afraid of feeling like the angels in the beauties
Instead I\'m waiting every wildly bloom for my heavenly dreams...