Deep inside the forest 

I'm talking with the trees 

I want to tell them the story of mankind 

- isn't it too late?” 



The singing winds in the maze of trees 

the unknown mountains and the charming silhouette 

fighting with the burning light 



Dance in the mad rhythm of life 

among the rays of jewel 

there, deep inside the heart of earth 

its cry sounds in my soul 



Almost the stoned eyes 

saved from the endless sleep 

they fuse and begin cry 

hear that quiet weep 

- the tears of enchantment! 



It's like violin in my ears 

- I want to embrace but I'm too small 

laughter, sorrow - whatever I see 

waiting for the evening fall 



"Only the chosen ones visit that land everyday 

only the chosen ones can talk with the trees!”