I’m only a tree,
By the side of the road,
My arms expanding wide.
From the top, the whole world is showed,
As beautiful as a bride.
Some people hustle or hurry,
Some rustle or scurry,
The whole world is passing by.

I’m only a tree,
By the side of the road,
My arms expanding wide.
From the top, the whole world is showed,
As beautiful as a bride.
Some people hustle or hurry,
Some rustle or scurry,
The whole world is passing by.
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