I Lost Something in the Hills

Every time I shed tears
In the last past years
When I pass through the hills
Oh, what images must return
As you yearn
For the roots of the woods
The origin of all your strong and strange moods
I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
You grew up in declivities
Others grow up in cities
Where first loves and one's soul can rise
There were times in my life
When I felt mad and deprived
And only the slopes gave me hope
When you pass through the waist high grass
Will you die
Beneath the jasmine
Will you die
And the elder tree
You need not try
To prepare for a new dawning day
Where is that which fills the deepness I feel?
You will say I'm no Robin Hood
How could I hide from head to foot
That I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
Oh, I lost something in the hills
Now I lean on my windowsill
And I cry, though it's silly
And I dreaming of things far away
Oh, I know further west
These hills exist
Marked by apple trees
Marked by a straight brook
That leads you wherever you want to go

Well I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
Oh, I lost something in the hills