The so(u)l key Painting

I was born In a beautiful village, A small settlement surrounded by hills And a wonderful, candescent River. Shinning in the sun He was calling me With his rocks , birds and fish, Green and sweet harmony To discover treasures Hiding in his waves, To assign him my secrets And my childish wishes. The River of life Was modelling me And made me believe In Humanity . I had never missed To explore his clay And sand banks with brown reed And blue with in the way. Listening to the River He was telling me Real, great and amazing Of World history. I was looking for a treasure Hidden deep into his waves But he said that it was In my hands anyway. -It's in the clay, it's in the clay The River said But only you, oh only you Can see the way . The treasure is ,the treasure is Humanity , You have the eyes , you have the eyes to marvelling see What is the clay ,what is the clay and what can be If your put soul ,passion and dreams into his trims. The river of life Was modelling me And made me believe In HUMANITY . The river of life Is modelling you And make you believe That treasure is true. The treasure is, the treasure is HUMANITY. You have the eyes , you have the eyes to marvelling see What is the clay, what is the clay and what can be If your put soul ,wishes and dreams into his trims.