A Frog Croacks on
When thr dark clouds cover the sky,
Back to the nests the bird do fly,
The Sun takes a break and stops to shine,
Through the trees the wet winds whine,
Then somewhere a lone frog croaks...
Back to the nests the bird do fly,
The Sun takes a break and stops to shine,
Through the trees the wet winds whine,
Then somewhere a lone frog croaks...