If I could only

If I could only understand

the speech of bird and tree!

How many secrets they would tell

and share them all with me!

And ev'ry bush and ev'ry rock

I'd see with different eyes;

I'd understand the river's whisp'ring

and the raven's cries

...and the raven's cries.

Deep in the forest I'd build a house

of wood, of straw and stone

and the good folk would be with me,

I'd never be alone.

I'd listen to the melodies

of all their songs of old

and winds and leaves would tell me

ev'ry legend ever told

...ev'ry legend ever told.

Peace, little dreamer, take a rest,

too much it is you want!

'Cause bush and beast speak in a tongue

you no more understand.

Once man has spoken with the woods

a long, long time ago,

but all this wisdom now is gone

and buried in the snow.

But if you want to learn again

and make a whole new start,

then listen to the whisp'ring wind

and listen with your heart...

...and listen with your heart...