• Wind whispers through the trees
    In the grass, and on the leaves
    We listen well but don't receive
    The message given from the trees

    We go through days passing by
    Danger lingers, but we never fly
    We are warned, but do we receive
    We die slowly we never eat
    We listen well, but can not hear
    Our hearts of sorrow fill with fear

    Each day we live but slowly die
    Our mothers our fathers we say good bye
    Then one day you will die
    Forever more you never see
    The sunlight passing is just a gleam
    We listened well
    But did we receive
    The message given from the trees.