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Of the forest

There are buzzing sounds in the valley,
from the gaps it spreads the word
We'll light fires
as is the custom where we're from.
 
As it were with [our] ancestor[s],
all around the fire
For we are of the place,
we are the sons of the forest.
 
The forest wind blows
so that we may be lucky
We toast with cups of wine
and we dance the hora with fire
And 'till the sun rises,
cheerfully we'll dance the hora
For we are of the place,
we are the sons of the forest.
 
Day[s] of humor, dude1
day[s] with joy and joy,
May it be heard 'till up in the valley,
[and] a song glide above ours,
And we'll all go to play,
we'll dance the hora and we'll have a fine time
For we are of the kingdom,
together day after day.
 
Day with wrath and obstinacy
a cry from the elders
A song of play and goodwill,
the song of the forest's ancestors
We'll toast full cups,
with those of the gods of licorice
For we are of the place,
we are the sons of the forest.
 
Day[s] of humor, dude1
day[s] with joy and joy,
May it be heard 'till up in the valley,
[and] a song glide above ours,
And we'll all go to play,
we'll dance the hora and we'll have a fine time
For we are of the kingdom,
together day after day.
 
Day with wrath and obstinacy
a cry from the elders
A song of play and goodwill,
the song of the forest's ancestors
We'll toast full cups,
with those of the gods of licorice
For we are of the place,
we are the sons of the forest.
 

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