The rays of the sun make their way through the trees in the snow-covered forestThe rays of the sun make their way through the trees in the snow-covered forest
Young blades of grass make their way out from under the snowYoung blades of grass make their way out from under the snow
I'm on my way and i don't have any worries and worriesI'm on my way and I don't have any worries and worries
The sprout has made its way in the bustle of the cityThe sprout has made its way in the bustle of the city
The night sky with stars. the milky way and the antennaThe night sky with stars. The Milky Way and the antenna