My basket swings around my bare muddy feetI run up the rushing river with my basket swinging aroundI give my voice to the wind as calmly as it movesI run freely along the brown mud with the sparkling water next to metrying to get to the flower meadow where the river flowsI see my footprints way behind me as they try to catch upThere is that pretty meadow I start to pick the blooming flowersI rushed to the river and then I quickly put my feet into the crisp waterI lie on the fresh spiky grass with a few flowers circlingthe hot sun shines all around me and I close my eyesThe fish start to nibble that makes me tickleI close my eyes as hard but the sun still shinesI open my eyes and look aroundWhere is the river and flowers?