All the flowers in this garden are mine, All the flowers in this garden are mine.There's red and purple, there's yellow columbine.All the flowers in this garden are mine, There's paper poppies on a golden vine.They took a thousand days to grow, And you're old enough to know,That you can have me, but the flowers are mine.All the blossoms in this garden are sun, For they're my heartbeat, everyone.All the blossoms you see toss in their hair, We're all sighing the same sweet air.We got a thousand years to love, And to thank the stars above,That you can have me, but the flowers are mine.All those petals that fall over your face, The coloured snowdrops, the smiling lake.All those petals that fall under my spell, Got lonely stories, stories to tell.It took a thousand summers long, Just to learn the flower song,So you can have me, but the flowers are mine.All the flowers in this garden are mine, All the blossoms in this garden are sun.www.mooji.org