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When the mountain touches the valley

and the river touches the sky



My spirit searches the heaven

as my body begins to die



I soar high into the heaven`s

i touch the face of god



I walk in places

only gods children can trod



Streets of gold,gates of pearl

Oh! what a beautyful world



I see my mom ,i see my dad

my brothers and sisters,and all the friends

i had.



Don`t be sad,don`t be blue

i will go for now,but i will wait for you



And we can stroll streets of gold

walk through the gates of pearl

and we`ll be together again my love

only in a better world..