Children for Children
Miscellaneous
My Tree
There is a beautiful tree in our village
They have been saying for hundreds of years
Maybe it's strange
But that one tree is my friend
He can keep my secrets
He stands alone in the square near the church
I can hear him when he whispers
The others still have never heard anything
But I don't think anyone is listening properly.
I've known him for so many years now
We always wave at each other
When I go to bed I take a look
Hello dear tree, long will you live
The most beautiful tree of all trees
My tree
The village keeps getting bigger
And sometimes it is full
With people coming to camp
The street becomes a bit wider, one-way traffic
/>So they can also park
My tree looks like it's in its spot near the church
It looks like it's talking softly
He sighs and it sounds like an anxious sound
He has noticed it for a long time
He has known us for so many years
He already knows, there is danger
I would like to give him protection
Goodbye dear tree, long will you live
The most beautiful tree of all trees
my tree
In our village there was a tree in the way
That tree near the church had to disappear
They came with saws, axes and rope
I shouted: stay away, it's mine
But no one heard it, there was such a noise
All those mean engines
He creaked, he screamed, I heard his voice
It rang in my ears for a long time
You don't grieve for trees
You cry for trees not
Yet I keep feeling tears coming
I will often have scary dreams about him
The most beautiful tree of all trees
Goodbye tree.

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