Etochama

There are leaves There drying on the ground There’s no life to be found Just the leaves

There’s a man Standing in the trees Who know what he can see? Who know what he can see?

Who, knows? Does anybody know? I wonder, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder What does he see? The man in the trees? What does he see? I wonder

I wonder, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder I wonder