2021.03.02.
Missing Youth
(x2)Beautiful dense bush,
Beech tree, dear beech tree!
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Spread your branches a little bit
So i can see the footpaths.
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The roads i took my girls on
And where i passed with the sheep.
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At the shack made of twigs
Where i spend time with the girls.
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But now i'm too old,
I can barely walk.
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Alas, life is so hard now
My days are more bad than good.