The Oak Lyrics

Album: The Oak

At the top of the montain under the oldest tree,

is she with her long hair that grows like rosebuds.

In the darkness of the shadow of her tree she melts and dance at his feet.

Amazing creature of divine nature from the land of the trees feeds the heart of her mystery.

She looks at him, she defends him she could be scary and disgusting, they bandage their wounds,

they die together.