With every bright dawn,
rosy rays of the sun which are born,
bring the warmth of his touch,
which reminds me that i am
under his clutch.
Up above the sky , clouds so soothing,
tell about him and his face so imposing,
when i am surrounded by breeze
I am within his arms with an ease.
When breeze touches me
it is he who says
Honey never leave me.