Ensaio Gestante - Mother Nature's Son

Born a poor young country boy -

Mother Nature's son.

Sit beside a mountain stream - see her waters rise.

Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.

Find me in my field of grass -

Mother Nature's son.

Swaying daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun.

All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.

Mother Nature's son.

(Beatles)

Hasta la vista =))