(c) 2026 VocalKidFolk314 [Intro] « Listen… the green village calls… and the forest opens… » [Verse 1] From the beautiful green village, I rise at dawn, (echo: dawn… dawn…) The roofs still hum with yesterday’s dreams. The path is soft like a whispered song, and every stone remembers what it seems. (ad‑lib: “hmm…”) I step into the morning’s breath, a gentle hand upon my chest. Is it the wind… or something more… that pulls me on this quest? (echo: quest… quest…) [Verse 2] We walk into the forest, green and deep, where shadows dance like playful ghosts. The leaves above hold secrets they keep, soft stories told by ancient hosts. Past the glittering stream, a silver thread, it laughs and runs like a child set free. Nature opens her quiet spread, and lays her soul for me. (echo: me… me…) [Chorus A] Oh green village, calling me, your forest breath is where I’m free. Oh shining stream, you let me be, a wandering heart in harmony. [Verse 3] Yo — Vom grünen Dorf, ich geh’ voran, der Wald wird Bühne, komm heran. Die Laute klingt, ein warmer Griff, der Beat zieht tief, ich fall’ nicht ab — ich drift’. Der Bach glitzert wie ein Diamant, die Luft so klar, sie nimmt mich an. Ich rappe laut, doch hörst du’s kaum — die Bäume tragen meinen Traum. (ad‑lib: “ja…”) [Chorus B] Oh green village, guiding me, your forest path is destiny. Oh silver stream, you let me see, the quiet truth inside of me. [Verse 4] The forest hums a woven hymn, a tapestry of breath and light. The village fades but stays within, a lantern glowing through the night. Each step becomes a memory, each sound a thread of who I am. The world grows wide… yet tenderly… it whispers where I stand. (echo: stand… stand…) [Chorus C] Oh green village, shelter me, your forest heart beats endlessly. Oh shining stream, you set me free, to wander where my soul must be. [Verse 5] Night settles soft upon the leaves, the forest glows in silver breath. The village hums beneath the eaves, a lullaby that conquers death. And in the dark, a spark remains, a memory warm, a gentle sign. The green, the stream, the forest lanes — they live in me… as I in thine. (echo: thine… thine…) [Final Chorus] Oh green village, calling me, your forest song my legacy. Oh silver stream, eternally, you carry all the best of me. [Outro] « Still here…? So am I… in the green… in the stream… »
