But we want to be oak trees in the forest

1. But I would like to be an oak tree in the forest, ; If someone would take me home to the fire. ; Because the oak tree burns with a blue flame, without smoke, ; My heart is never without sorrow. ; ; 2. The cemetery ditch is full of water, ; My heart is full of bitterness. ; Good is God, who pours the water, ; He stole the sorrow from my heart. ; ; 3. I wanted to love you so that they wouldn't know, ; But the skies have brightened it. ; The blue skies have brightened it, ; My baby won't let me love you.