The highway

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A long stream of lonely road,
With trees on both sides,
without any work-load,
O ! the beautiful scenery on the hillside,

You can be carefree like the birds, that fly above on the clear sky,
Blasting the music, singing to words,
Look for the water bodies that come by !

The wide open express-way,
With tensions all at bay,
On your face comes the warm breeze of may,
It's then when you live only for today !

Turning when the turn comes,
No honking only tiny car-hums,
Simple as laughing and sweet like rum,
So, lay back in your seat and relax,

The traveling is its own kind of fun,
The straight wide welcoming highway,
Calls you with a happiness pack of megaton !
C'mon then, once in a while you must have a getaway..

O ! The beautiful scenery on the hillside,
Without any work-load,
In a canopy of trees from both sides,
A long stream of lonely road.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 01, 2019 ⏰

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