The glorious countryside.
Through all the weather, The landscape remains a sight to behold.
Its beauty shines in all its glory, No matter what the season may bring.
Morning mist in the field,
Ponies graze beneath the sun.
Quiet beauty found.
Through all the weather, The landscape remains a sight to behold.
Its beauty shines in all its glory, No matter what the season may bring.
Morning mist in the field,
Ponies graze beneath the sun.
Quiet beauty found.