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The mountain with no one singing from it...
The forest with no one living in it...
The river flowing to the ocean...
And no one knowing what life is...
No one know what life is.
The forest is wild and beautiful...
The grass is filled with sweet delights...
The birds are free and graceful things...
But no one knows what life it...
No one knows what life is.
The mountains calculate the sky...
The trees reach up to meet them there...
The clouds contend to see the stars...
But no one knows what life's about...
No one knows what life is.
Oceans have called out for it...
Grasping... longing its caress...
Being life... but never knowing...
No one knows what life's about...
No one knows what life is.
Speechless animals stay you from
Their belief and fight for it...
But in their eyes you'll find it out...
No one knows what life's about...
No one knows what life is.
Castles, nobles, railroad trains...
Screens and phones and satellites
Tell the same thing over again...
No one knows what life's about...
No one knows what life is.
Sing you, starbirds, cry your prayer
High above the shrouded fire...
Til but God can understand...
No one knows what life's about...
No one knows what life is.
Oh, parade your lousy pride !
Oh, forget your damned mistakes !
Oh, to hell with all your greed !
No one knows what life's about...
No one knows what life is.
When the snows have left their melt...
When the wet has found the streams...
When the flood has grasped the sea...
Will we know what life's about ?
Will we know what life is ?
God ! The beauty passing by...
The irreplaceable NOW for us...
Leaves us far behind... not knowing...
Nonchalantly gives no clue...
No one knows what life is.
A mist descends
And seems to carry
Back a dream to grasp again.
The forests clap... the creatures moan...
No one knows what life is.
Love... the jewel of every mortal breather...
The crown of wisdom... the god of the lonely...
Beckons cooly... whispers lowly...
No one knows what life is...
No one knows what life is.
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