Beautiful Sky

Oh! beautiful sky, dear sky In heights it seems you static In heights you becomes so pretty The clouds you carry in mystic styles The colors you selects bright The bright shades you prefer The big canvas of mysticism you carry My beautiful sky, are you friendly Are you quarrel with the world When you decides here it rains When you decides here it floods When we cry you stops the plays The clouds in white shades of peace When we feel comforts of joy And a feeling of safety you gives Sky, the beautiful sky ever powerful But we the humans try our best To defeat and subjugate in heights Using the talent and science we gained.