The scent of the forest on a deserted hill
The stream water quietly whispers
Palms spread like umbrellas shading the sun
Cooling the path you walk.
Yesterday, you went to school
Mother held your hand step by step
Today, mother goes to the field
You go to class by yourself
Birds play among the leaves
Fish whisper in the stream
Forest fragrance mingles with the scent of green rice
You go to school, the scent follows.
Your school is small
Quietly nestled among the trees
Your teacher is young
Teaching you to sing beautifully
The scent of the forest on a deserted hill
The stream water quietly whispers
Palms spread like umbrellas shading the sun
Cooling the path you walk.