The Woodland Song

Sun is up
Birds are flyin'
Mountain rises
Night is dying
Shiny prince of
Lunar night sky
Shall let his lover
Be his leaver

When she shines bright
Grass is greener
When she's calling
I can't se her
Magic tune
Of her heart
In my ear
I can hear

Sun is up
Birds are flying
Mountain rises
Night is dying
Shiny prince of
Lunar night sky
Shall let his lover
Be his leaver

When she shines bright
Grass is greener
When she's calling
I can't se her
Magic tune
Of her heart
In my ear
I can hear

Can you hear the sound
Whisper through thee wind
Sound of the people
Gazing upon us
That's the sound of the forest
Sound of the skies
Sound of the breeze
That echoes
Through the ears of the people

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Credits
Writer(s): Patrik Lovrek
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