| I’m a girl, five years old
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| God, don’t take my boy
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| Give him back, my brother
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| Murderer or beauty
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| Don’t send him to the slaughter house
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| Don’t send him into watersnakes
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| He needs from the forest
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| The forest of love
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| I will live, he can live
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| Maybe we can be there
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| Forest is good, home inside
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| Safest, warmest bed
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| Birds drinking from the stream
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| Hardened smell of grow
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| Trees all alive and will cry
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| Washed by songs entirely
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| Don’t send him to the ocean cold
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| Don’t send him to the water afraid
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| He needs from the forest
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| The forest of love
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| The forest, the forest of love
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| I’m in the forest of love
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| I’m in there, the forest of love
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| I’m in there, the forest of love
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| I’m in there, the forest of love
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| Ooh the here and now
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| Ooh, my brother
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| Ooh, my brother
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| Ooh, my brother
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| Ooh, my brother, my brother
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| Don’t send him to the ocean cold
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| Don’t send him to the water afraid
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| He needs from the forest
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| The forest of love
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| The forest, the forest of love
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| The forest of love |