숲 속의 노파-The Old Woman in the Wood (The Friendly Forest)
In a forest deep, where the tall trees sway,
Lived an old woman, in a cottage of clay.
With a kind heart and a twinkle in her eye,
She welcomed all creatures passing by.
In the friendly forest, where dreams take flight,
Underneath the stars, so bright.
With the old woman's laughter, pure and true,
In the heart of the woods, love grew.
The birds sang tunes, as they perched on her eaves,
While squirrels danced around, amongst the leaves.
With a pot of soup, bubbling on the fire,
She filled the forest with warmth and desire.
In the friendly forest, where dreams take flight,
Underneath the stars, so bright.
With the old woman's laughter, pure and true,
In the heart of the woods, love grew.
The birds sang tunes, as they perched on her eaves,
While squirrels danced around, amongst the leaves.
With a pot of soup, bubbling on the fire,
She filled the forest with warmth and desire.
In the friendly forest, where dreams take flight,
Underneath the stars, so bright.
With the old woman's laughter, pure and true,
In the heart of the woods, love grew.
The birds sang tunes, as they perched on her eaves,
While squirrels danced around, amongst the leaves.
With a pot of soup, bubbling on the fire,
She filled the forest with warmth and desire.
숲 속의 노파-The Old Woman in the Wood (The Friendly Forest)LRC歌词
In a forest deep, where the tall trees sway,
Lived an old woman, in a cottage of clay.
With a kind heart and a twinkle in her eye,
She welcomed all creatures passing by.
In the friendly forest, where dreams take flight,
Underneath the stars, so bright.
With the old woman's laughter, pure and true,
In the heart of the woods, love grew.
The birds sang tunes, as they perched on her eaves,
While squirrels danced around, amongst the leaves.
With a pot of soup, bubbling on the fire,
She filled the forest with warmth and desire.
In the friendly forest, where dreams take flight,
Underneath the stars, so bright.
With the old woman's laughter, pure and true,
In the heart of the woods, love grew.
The birds sang tunes, as they perched on her eaves,
While squirrels danced around, amongst the leaves.
With a pot of soup, bubbling on the fire,
She filled the forest with warmth and desire.
In the friendly forest, where dreams take flight,
Underneath the stars, so bright.
With the old woman's laughter, pure and true,
In the heart of the woods, love grew.
The birds sang tunes, as they perched on her eaves,
While squirrels danced around, amongst the leaves.
With a pot of soup, bubbling on the fire,
She filled the forest with warmth and desire.
