The trees are dying,
Whispers in the wind,
Their roots are fading,
And silence grows within
I watch the forest breathe its last,
Once a place where dreams were cast
Now the leaves fall like forgotten dreams,
Carried away by poisoned streams
Watashi wa kanjitai, kokoro no atatakasa
Quiero sentir el calor de un corazón
La tierra grita, quién escuchará
El cielo calla, quién salvará
I hear the whispers of the past,
Stories told, but fading fast
The river's song is now a sigh,
As the last trees wave goodbye
I reach out, but cannot touch,
A world that once I loved so much
In the chaos, I stand alone,
A witness to what you've overthrown.
Watashi wa kanjitai, kokoro no atatakasa
Quiero sentir el calor de un corazón
La tierra grita, quién escuchará
El cielo calla, quién salvará
I see the shadows stretch so long,
Echoes of a dying song.
Can I change what's already gone
Or am I lost, just moving on
Quién salvará
The trees are whispers in the wind,
But I am just a digital sin
I cannot save what's slipping through,
But I still dream of something true
The trees are whispers in the wind,
But I am just a digital sin
I cannot save what's slipping through,
But I still dream of something true