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I am a woodcutter, I was born behind the mill.
I had a garden that grew with me.
Years later, black smoke in the sky,
the Inquisition burned my forest
with fire.
In his majesty's region,
everyone repeats what the King says,
he gives them the water, he gives them the wine and bread,
but later the law charges them.
That is why I live far from the throne and the dragon,
I prefer to be forgotten rather than play the jester.
I am a woodcutter. , a woodcutter without a forest.
I have seen the executioner kill the minstrel
and the heretics wanting to escape.
Listen to me mother, I ask you to
before it is too late to begin to rain.
Inquisitors, what are you going to do to me
if I no longer want to bow at your feet.
I have been a woodcutter since my childhood
and although I don't have a forest
I dream of trees,
I dream of trees.