The bloody tears of the woods
Are quietly falling down.
The tiny pretty grassy nooks
Were cut to built a town.
By cruel people trees were killed
Their land took railroad.
Instead of park – an airfield,
In place of river – moat.
The trees are quietly falling down
With bloody tears in eyes.
“On their bones we`ll build a town,
To live there would be nice.”
The deer, bears, wolves and birds
Won`t have a place to live.
They`ll cry for woods, they won`t be heard…
Whom do we try deceive?
The humans want to live in peace,
The same thing wants the Earth.
We can`t just skip, forget and miss
To whom this land belongs.
So we can save or kill this world,
Decision is on us.
And only we can hold the fort,
So would we fail or pass?