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Can you see the water trickling,
flowing from under the entrance?
A life-giving stream is started
dispersing the finest fragrance.
A river that is cristal clear,
flows through the jasper foundations.
Trees that grow fruits every month:
life and healing for the nations.
Joy to the city, joy to the city.
This river and its streams will bring.
Joy to the city, joy to the city,
from deep inside you.
It can polish the hardest parts,
melt down the frozen hearts.
Come and take this rapid trip,
this river will bring you up.
Can you see the dried-up riverbeds?
Do you believe they will echo?
The sound of a rushing river,
that could not be passed through?
Fields of green grass will take the place,
of parched fields and wilting crops,
like all of nature revive,
by meltwater from the mountaintops.
I wasted my money
on what really doesn't comes first.
I worked *** something
that doesn't quench my thirst
rejected to the source and tried
to collect the water I'd found
in cracked and leaking pits
dug in the ground.