Our love for nature, has its roots, it offers life, it offers fruits. not just beauty, it's way beyond, a peaceful lake or just a pond. our love for nature, keeps us close, rocks erode, as the river flows. from a hilltop, to the sea, towards the sky, grows a tree. our love for nature, gives us peace, seasons change, flying geese. nature shall thrive, if we combine, your love for it, along with mine напишите буквами

[ˈaʊə  lʌv  fɔː  ˈneɪʧə  hæz  ɪts  ruːts,  

 ɪt  ˈɒfəz  laɪf,  ɪt  ˈɒfəz  fruːts.  

 nɒt  ʤʌst  ˈbjuːti,  ɪts  weɪ  bɪˈjɒnd,  

 ə ˈpiːsfʊl  leɪk  ɔː  ʤʌst  ə  pɒnd ].  

[ˈaʊə  lʌv  fɔː  ˈneɪʧə  kiːps  ʌs  kləʊs,  

rɒks  ɪˈrəʊd,  æz ðə  ˈrɪvə  fləʊz.  

frɒm  ə  ˈhɪltɒp  tuː  ðə  siː,  

tə ˈwɔːdz  ðə  skaɪ,  grəʊz  ə  triː ].  

[ˈaʊə  lʌv  fɔː  ˈneɪʧə  gɪvz  ʌs  piːs,  

ˈsiːznz  ʧeɪnʤ  ˈflaɪɪŋ  giːs.  

ˈneɪʧə  ʃæl  θraɪv  ɪf  wiː  ˈkɒmbaɪn,  

jɔː  lʌv  fɔːr  ɪt,  əˈlɒŋ  wɪð  maɪn]