I walk against the wind
I step on the dead leaves
I climb on the rocks
Through my beloved woods

I am heading to the same place
The forest where I used
To wander in my childhood
More and more trees are dead
And so my heart is dying

Desolate landscapes I discover
The image of the missing forest
Every tree cut down,
Every animal's soul dissapeared
Once with my brave forest

I cry my fields as they turn to sand
I miss my forests up the hills
The crystal of the rivers
You have killed me, killed the nature!

Now I try to call my ancestors
To see for what they died
To fight with me and save the lands
The mother land, the mother nature