The Song Of The Forest

The song of the forest The wind in the boughs That whistles through leaves it does blow, It fills my heart Like the love of a friend That I had lost long ago. The sound of the woodpecker Tapping a trunk The rhythm does echo around, It fills my heart With the beating of life And always so sweet is the sound. The chaffinch does sing From the tallest of trees And he's always hidden from view, Calls for his mate From the branch up above The other birds sing along too. The bees on the flowers Are humming a tune The melody rings through the air, All of its players In time with each other The song of the forest I share.