Oh, willow willow willow, you are wild and beauty, around you green world, and birds voices so sweet, and clouds singing about, how to dance on the grass, how to cross sorrow bridge. Oh, willow willow willow, where are your flowers, are they as butterflies, gone with wind forever, maybe they are hanging, somewhere on the black sky, and they not return never. Oh, willow willow willow, I am standing in front of you, I want to touch your bark, but I think it is not for my hands, it is for me too sharp, I want be friend for you, but I am not bird or wolf, around you I am not myself, in the wildeness I am lost.