Hail Ambir of the Garden/
Hail Ambir of the Garden/ Tender of the trees/
Am harvesting everything with love/
Though i am dizzy, my plants are pleased/
Cause a happy god watches them high from above/
This is all life/ I embrace it with an open mind/
That is why i'm the Gardener/ planting them seeds/
Growing trees/ I'm holding it in/ All the excitement/
The time of the harvest is coming/ Again holding it in/
First to go/ The roses are budding/ I now know its time/
To do what im known for/ My reputation and honor is on the line/
Covered in dirt/ inhaling/ the air is purer here/ here in my garden/
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