Rainbows, mixed between the mountains,
Swirling city lights and majestic fountains
Make me so proud to see the day-
Make me shout out with Master's say.
Swimming in the waters of the chain,
Before sliding under the peculiar rain,
Turns me warm on the inside.
To stone, I am petrified.
Every eve, the winds gently blow,
Like the Gale I didn't know.
It turns me sad to remember Gale,
My love turned pale.
I beseech you once in all time,
Don't trade Terra for nickel and dime,
Or the wrath and fury of the Master
Shall render disaster.
Everyone knows of the Master's power,
Only when it is the final hour.
The winds blow with fury's might;
The oceans spoil, as if thus a blight.
One day, everyone shall understand
That she is lending us her guiding hand.
In exchange for the upkeep of her land.
One can only comprehend.
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