Wildflowers
Well, I went out walking
Along that old highway road.
You know the one
That never seems to end
When I came upon a crop
Of roadside flowers,
Just blowing sweetly
In the wind.
Wildflowers
Wildflowers
Well, all my friends
And all my loves
And all my mighty powers
Well, all my friends
And all my loves
And all my powers
Well, they're just wildflowers
Wildflowers
Wildflowers
Wildflowers
Flores silvestres
Caminé por ahí
A lo largo de esa vieja carretera
Ya sabes, la que
Nunca parece terminar
Cuando me topé con un grupo
De flores al borde del camino,
Sopladas dulcemente
Por el viento.
Flores silvestres
Flores silvestres
Bueno, todos mis amigos
Y todos mis amores
Y todos mis poderes
Bueno, todos mis amigos
Y todos mis amores
Y todos mis poderes
Bueno, son solo flores silvestres
Flores silvestres
Flores silvestres
Flores silvestres