The trembling hazeltree

Tekst: Bart Van Damme
Melodie: Geert De Mits
Muziek: Cats in the Attic
 

Three crossing ways, a triangle, a tree

A trembling hazel, apart from mystery

Five hundred years, a lots of lifetimes

The tree of love and hate

And in the main time

The tree of life and death

And in his spare time

A part of history, a part of history

A magic place in the open field

Nothing special, but we know it is

Five hundred tears, a lots of lifetimes

            The tree…

Is he just standing there

Is he a ghost, and is he fooling us

And we are just, wondering around him

And we are just wondering about him.

A trembling tree and a small bank

A little chapel and a candlelight

Five hundred years, a lots of lifetimes