I kept myself still in the forest, Listening. The rustle of a thousand leaves, Moving. The wind carried their sounds to me. In the happenstance way their branches held them. Everything attached to something else. The lingering smell of bark and grass as if rubbed together. Heady I am inside. Thinking to become a tree or a leaf. Kept still in the forest, So still I stayed. When it came time to leave I never really did. For I am wet leaves in a black sea now. Floating amongst the waves. Copyright - Susy Kamber All Rights Reserved Livets Ånde (lyric video + english translation) - Judah Earl & Hannah Yoo https://youtu.be/OXlKF2B1-Jk?si=5O7W6ucJSNoC5bnl