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Trees - Bryn Terfel/Czech Philharmonic/Paul Bateman
Lyrics by：Joyce Kilmer
Composed by：Oscar Rasbach
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
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
