I asked my grandmother one time,
It was in 1935.
Can you really predict future,
Can you see what's going to be?
My grandmother said:
If you ask me, all I can say,
Everything is going to be great.
Smile to the sky, send air kiss,
Touch a tree, wash your face in the rain,
Look at the stars, moon, sun...
Become friend with the nature,
And it will stand up forever for you.
