Aged tree

Under the aged tree
Where we use to sing
Who is in the garden
The tree of my forefather
The unforgettable aged tree

Under the aged tree
Where we listen
To the story of our land
The dove and the jackal
An unforgettable story

Under the aged tree
Where my forefathers
Wept for freedom till death
May there soul rest in peace
And may the story of the aged tree lives in me

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