Gardener Lyrics

A drop of water running from his hands

Light is shining from his head

The gardener watching over the flowerbeds

Little red flower bowing in the wind

All alone it stands

Not forgotten by the one who plants it all

His hands full dirt from the soil of the hearts

Used to cultivate each soul

The gardener revives all of those who call

The fig trees bloom when he´s falling to his knees

His face turned up to the crown of trees

Above he sees what he has got to do