The oak seed speaks of the day
The day it becomes a grand tree
The wind no longer forces it to sway
No longer is it a spectacle to oversee

The day it becomes a grand tree
When it can provide shelter and shade
No longer is it a spectacle to oversee
No longer need it be afraid

When it can provide shelter and shade
For its own seedlings and others
No longer need they be afraid
Rejoice as sisters and brothers

For its own seedlings and others
Stem from their roots and sprout
Rejoice as sisters and brothers
To go along their respective routes

Stem from their roots and sprout
The wind no longer forces them to sway
To go along their respective route
The oak seed speaks of that day