Canberra

I hang my love as a decoration on the trees,
O, Canberra
A forest in a city.
I thought I was (Griffin) the architect
And your land is the panel
Your buildings are the pens
But I couldn't draw
Don't reproach me.

Your soil's smell perfumed forest
Fenced with mountains don't kneel..
The snow landed on their rock
And cooled down,
Burnt up its feelings,
And spilled the moans
To warm up a lake, wider than the sea.

Your blonde houses showered in the shade
And dried up with light green.
Their trees dropped wet leaves,
Baptised unmatched streets
Which spread its palms
As theaters for the air.
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