Every time i shed tears
In the last past years
When i pass through the hills
Oh, what images return
Oh i yearn
For the roots of the woodds
That origin of all my strong and strange moods
I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills

I grew up in declivities
Others grow up in cities
Where first love and soul takes rise
There where times in my life
When i felt mad and deprived
And only the slopes gave me hope
When i pass through the leg high grass i shall die
Under the jasmin i shall die
Under the elder tree
And i need not prepare for a new coming day
Where is it that fills the deepness i feel
You will say i'm not robin the hood
But how could i hide from top to foot
That i lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
Oh i lost something in the hills

Now i lean on my window sill
And i cry, though it's silly
And i'm dreaming of off and away
Oh i know further west these hills exist
Marked by apple trees marked by a straight brook
That leads me wherever i want it to
Well i lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
Oh, i lost something in the hills

Composição: Sibylle Baier