| Through the dark forest
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| Between the green trees
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| Stay and listen what they say
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| Dejection in their voices
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| No hope in their cries
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| Hear their song with a tear in your eye
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| Leaves are falling
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| One by one
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| Soon we’ll know what we have done
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| And the time will come
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| Not far away
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| When we’re on the run
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| Don’t dare to stay
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| But there’s no chance to escape
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| When the tears of the trees
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| Falling down on earth
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| Now it’s time to return
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| The tears of the trees
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| Rolling round the world
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| The last cry — the last hope
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| Hear the deadly silence
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| Deep in their song — the cry of life
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| Stay and listen what they say
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| And the time will come
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| When the children say to their mom:
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| «I've never seen the colour green !»
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| When the tears of the trees
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| Falling down on earth
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| Now it’s time to return
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| The tears of the trees
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| Rolling round the world
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| The last cry — the last hope |