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Forest forest but a beautiful round forest
Song
1. Forest, forest, but a beautiful round forest,
A thrush bird is the one who chirps in it,
I was its chirp too,
The true lover of the little brown girl.
2. Thrush bird, don't climb the tree,
Rather climb into my baby's window,
Whistle my sad song,
Because they're taking me to be a soldier.
A thrush bird is the one who chirps in it,
I was its chirp too,
The true lover of the little brown girl.
2. Thrush bird, don't climb the tree,
Rather climb into my baby's window,
Whistle my sad song,
Because they're taking me to be a soldier.