Without your laugh
I am the tree without birds,
Full with leaves
A tree without birds
Without your warmth
I'm just a pride moon,
Shining and cold
A pride moon.
If your love
Comes and inhabits the deserted tree,
If you come to my branch,
I'll let you lay beside me.
Without your words
I'm just an endless road,
Without no guide
An endless road
Without your deeds
I'm the land covered with clay,
Without grain
A land covered with clay.
If you express your love,
Then this road will find it's ending.
If you want to sit on my branch,
I'll make a fertile land,
Where the tree without birds,
A tree without birds will take on it's arms.
If you express your love,
Then this road will find it's ending.
If you want to sit on my branch,
I'll make a fertile land,
Where the tree without birds will take,
You to live on its arms.