Little Tree

Little tree, little tree
do you stand in the woods awaiting?
Asking with your cold and naked twig
if there will be much more waiting?
Little tree, little tree,
do you stand in the woods awaiting?
Remembering sunshine and summer’s heat.
Do you stand in the woods awaiting?
Little tree, little tree,
do you stand in the woods awaiting?
The frost covers branches and stones, can you see
how many are standing awaiting?