Kdyby mely stromy
misto listi vlasy
na podzim by jim opadaly
Bylo by na zemi
plno padlych vlasu
a ty by shnily
driv, nez padne snih
Kdyby mely stromy
misto listi lidi
na podzim by jim opadali
Bylo by na zemi
plno padlych lidi
a ti by shnili
driv, nez padne snih
Na jare by vyrasili
novi, cerstvi - zeleni
A v lete by vlali
ve vetru - dozrali
Daleko