The River by Joe Drugi


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Oh, river, you're so wide,
who can capture you at the end?
When you bring your water to the bride,
to the endless ocean you'll be sent.

Oh, river, you're so rich,
full of life in your depth.
For the tribes and their catch,
never have failed and have never left.

Oh, river, you're so deep,
with human measures can't be reached,
no matter how many feet,
the garment were made od beach.

Oh, river, won't you stop,
for me to sail along with you
all the water or only one drop,
all I felt was just the dew.

Oh, river, don't be lost,
let robust mountains lead your way,
and if you ever meet a ghost,
don't switch with him your trail.