I'm sad.
The sky is sad.

I'm cold.
The water is cold.

I'm mad.
The ground is mad.

I'm bold.
The trees are bold.

As the rain is falling down, there's a crying sky.

As there's ice on the river, the water is feeling frozen.

As the earth is shaking, the ground is angry.

As the woods are aging, the oldest are getting grey.

The humans are coming,
and taking the nature away.