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
Gold is a mark, but how many unhappy people did he makeGold is a mark, but how many unhappy people did he make
Five years ago, it makes me so mad when you can't find a person before you dieFive years ago, it makes me so mad when you can't find a person before you die