Where would I go, when I don’t see these trees beside me?
will I live like a bird freely?
Lost in the woods, I feel home,
Will this love go further than I know?
In the poetries I write, I sense mountains,
The birds creeping in my mind,
where would I go without serenity?
I feel those voices in my head of the land,
won’t let me go from my fondness towards her.
I belong to the woods, I’ll remain connected,
I love with the whole of my heart,
where would I take this devotion I have for my wilderness.