In the shades of The verdant forest Tender and mild winds Are washing the leaves
Echoing whispers Lead me to valley Where a tree stands in A silver dress
Leaves shaped of tears Of sorrow and lonely tears Gleaming in the light Of the rising sun The silvery leaves are Covering all my tears As I sit under The Willow Of Tears
Whispers are calling In Beaming dreamy air On the meadow where The willow and I
Wait for the mist to come To dance on the silver pond It slowly guides us To eternal sleep
Leaves shaped of tears Of sorrow and lonely tears Gleaming in the light Of the rising sun The silvery leaves are Covering all my tears As I sit under The Willow Of Tears