THE WILLOW'S LULLABY
Priscilla Hernández
Beware ... Beware ... go to find a safer place to rest When you hear the willow's hiss beware if you dare dream neath its leaves beware, go to find a safer place It mourns the forest that it once dwelt It mourns the birds that had left their nests and flew away ... When the willow sings half alive it releases all the pain it hides inside if you hear its song alone You fall sleep and your soul is gone This willow has bitter heart This willow has bitter soul so... Beware...