โหลดเพลง mp3 Trees - The Platters

Trees - The Platters
Trees I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed

Against the earth's sweet flowing breast

A tree that looks at God all day

And lifts her leafy arms to pray

Tree a tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair

Upon whose bosom snow has lain

Who intimately lives with rain

Poems are made by fools like me

But only God can make a tree

Poems are made by fools like me

But only God can make a tree

(I think that I shall never see)