笨小笨Arms of nature歌词由Void Line演唱，出自专辑《Arms of nature》，下面是《Arms of nature》完整版歌词！
Arms of nature歌词完整版
In the arms of nature, I find my sanctuary, where the winds whisper secrets in a gentle symphony. The trees stand tall like ancient guardians of the earth, their leaves singing songs of rebirth.
Rivers cascade with a graceful flow, carrying stories of the land they've come to know. Mountains rise majestically towards the sky, their peaks touching clouds as eagles fly high.
In the meadows, flowers dance in a colorful display, a vibrant tapestry that brightens the day. The sun paints the sky with hues of orange and gold, as night descends, the stars their stories unfold.
The stirring silence of the forests serene, where each leaf holds a tale yet to be seen. Creatures big and small call this place home, in harmony with nature, they freely roam.
Nature's beauty, a treasure beyond compare, a masterpiece so pure, so rare. In every leaf, every breeze, every ray of light, the symphony of the earth whispers of endless delight.
In the meadows, flowers dance in a colorful display, a vibrant tapestry that brightens the day. The sun paints the sky with hues of orange and gold, as night descends, the stars their stories unfold.
The stirring silence of the forests serene, where each leaf holds a tale yet to be seen. Creatures big and small call this place home, in harmony with nature, they freely roam.
Nature's beauty, a treasure beyond compare, a masterpiece so pure, so rare. In every leaf, every breeze, every ray of light, the symphony of the earth whispers of endless delight.
In the arms of nature, I find my sanctuary, where the winds whisper secrets in a gentle symphony. The trees stand tall like ancient guardians of the earth, their leaves singing songs of rebirth.
Rivers cascade with a graceful flow, carrying stories of the land they've come to know. Mountains rise majestically towards the sky, their peaks touching clouds as eagles fly high.
In the meadows, flowers bloom in a riot of hues, painting the landscape with nature's muse. The sun's warm embrace, a golden touch, as life in its abundance, blooms so much.
The forests whisper ancient wisdom in every breeze, the rustling leaves tell tales with ease. Creatures of the wild, in their natural dance, moving in sync with nature's trance.
