Come here, my friend and sit with me
Below this beautiful, abundant green tree
We’ll talk about the little birds sleeping in it
Of freedom, winds, skies… Lovely, isn’t it?
I’ll tell you my story, I’ll tell you a few
I’ll tell you my dreams with hopes anew
I’ll tell you my struggles and my silly fights
Then you tell me yours and show me what is right.
And when the night falls, you walk me home,
To contemplate on the future that you have shown
I’ll forget what you told me, I’ll forget this night
For I know in the morning, you’ll again show me the light.
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