It was a willow tree once there
At the land of lake and mist,
It was standing lonely on the shore
Waiting for a beautiful hand to touch
Its shining leaves.
It was a woman in green, wrapped in
A scarf with autumn leaves,
Her hair was with honey color
Her eyes were magnetizing and dark,
She came to the willow on twilight "
Rainy clouds gathered with above
With gray shadows,
She weeps under the tree and talks to it
“Oh, willow, where is my beloved…
since years he went to the land of
pineapples and sun,
and then he never returned..
I promised to wait him every night,
And every day I light candles and pray.”
The woman`s tears fall from her beautiful eyes,
They touched the ground of the tree
And dropped on its leaves…
“Don`t cry, dear “ replied the willow,
I`m here beside you, I hear and feel,
I was also a maiden one day in life
Waiting my beloved I came here to cry
Near the lake and mist.
Years passed by ,he never returned
And my longing increased
One day I just woke up and found
My hands transformed into green leaves
My body " to stem of a willow tree.
God gave me peace , I`m still crying
But I don’t wait for him.
The woman in green was amazed
She felt suddenly quite inside herself,
She stood little with opened eyes
Gazing the lake, then kissed the tree
And turned away.
The willow saw her smile, she never came
Again to the mist and lake land,
But her autumn leaves scarf is still there…
