I am a lumberjack.

I am a lumberjack

I was born behind the mill

I had a garden

That was growing with me

Years later a black smoke in the sky

The Inquisition

Burned my forest with fire, my forest

In the region of his majesty

Everyone repeats what the king says

He gives them water, gives them wine and bread

But later the law charges

That's why I live away

Of the throne and the dragon

I'd rather be forgotten

Before jesting

I am a lumberjack

A woodcutter without a forest

I've seen the executioner kill the minstrel

And to the heretics wanting to escape

Listen to me mother, I ask you to

Before it's too late it starts to rain

Inquisitors who are going to make me

If I don't want to lean at your feet anymore

I am a woodcutter since my childhood

And although I have no forest

Dream with trees

And although I have no forest

Dream with trees

Done