Weeping Willow

Tender and feeble

Is the life

That flows into the green river

Of the weeping willow

With its hips outside

To caress their arm,

Which has clenched in a fight

For love and life.

My dear, undo your hair.

And with the thousand of arms

Of the weeping willow

Wrap me up into the tow

Of love, forever.

And bound me with the chain of spring

To the love for Mother and Country.