We all live in the forest
We always run away from what we are not
Living one day at a time
An unusual storyteller
We are men of the forest
We have a lot of beer and a lot of wine
We don't lack tenderness and love
We can be the losers of the day
But we always sow our honor
We are men of the forest
The forest is dark at night
But it's beautiful at twilight
We move like evasive shadows
We are the holders of our destiny
When the night is clear
And we sat in the moonlight
Together we all sing
Old songs for our gods
We are the singers for the moonlight
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