Lyrics
Whoosh! Our campfire kindled, Our ten laws glowing brightly, Wood smoke rises gently upwards, And waft far away. We know not where it mingles, But it bears gently whispering massages, A sweet smiling earth and woodland, A life pure and free. Our campfire kindled, Our ten laws glowing brightly, Shedding light,warmth and comfort, Over sky, land and sea.
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