The ash long gone,
Nurtures all the trees,
Her sapling children never sleep,
The willow throws her branches high,
And hawthorn silhouettes the sky,
They'll burn orange,
Then burn yellow,
Then burn gold.
The walnut strong,
Proves all is fine,
And birch and maple, oak and pine,
With colours stained by all that's pure,
Their silent wisdom will endure
And burn orange,
Then burn yellow,
Then burn gold.
Let's learn from them,
both you and I,
Lay low and silent for a while,
Wait for the promise of our spring to come,
Then shine our colours on everyone,
We'll burn orange,
We'll burn yellow,
We'll burn gold.
We'll burn orange,
We'll burn yellow,
We'll burn gold.
Silent night, Holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

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