Morning Cloud

I stare the sky, beautiful sky. I love you
The cloud, again, want to tell me a story, a story of the beauty.
He draw it nicely, came from the sea
He want to tell me a story, a true story.

The cloud dance, the concept change, the rain
I love your drawing, oh god, I fell in love with your art.

I swear I'm believer
I swear I believe.

Oh cloud, your creator is One.
He draw me, a cloud, direct to my heart, a masterpiece
I swear, and I believe.
Im happy, stand, and Stand, cover with your arts. Story of beauty,

I believe.