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If I could only understand |
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The speech of bird and tree! |
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How many secrets they would tell |
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And share them all with me! |
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And ev'ry bush and ev'ry rock |
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I'd see with different eyes; |
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I'd understand the river's whisp'ring |
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And the raven's cries |
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And the raven's cries. |
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Deep in the forest I'd build a house |
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Of wood, of straw and stone |
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And the good folk would be with me, |
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I'd never be alone. |
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I'd listen to the melodies |
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Of all their songs of old |
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And winds and leaves would tell me |
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Ev'ry legend ever told |
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Ev'ry legend ever told. |
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Peace, little dreamer, take a rest, |
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Too much it is you want! |
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'Cause bush and beast speak in a tongue |
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You no more understand. |
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Once man has spoken with the woods |
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A long, long time ago, |
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But all this wisdom now is gone |
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And buried in the snow. |
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But if you want to learn again |
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And make a whole new start, |
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Then listen to the whisp'ring wind |
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And listen with your heart |
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And listen with your heart. |