- cifra
Thank you for the summer
And thank you for the rain
And thank you for the pleasure
Thank you for the pain
Thank you for the flowers
That bloom in early may
And thank you for the winter
That washes fall away
I want to say thank you
Thank you for it all
Thank you for the deserts
Thank you for the trees
Thank you for the failures
And for the victories
Thank you for the pruning
That gives me room to grow
Thank you for the seasons
Where I learn to reap and sow
So come, let us worship
Let us release a joyful sound
Let us enter his presence
Let us all bow down
