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I am a tree
Short stump or tall
When people cut me down
I happen to fall
I sway with the wind
Left to right
Or I go down down down
With the wind wind wind
And the stars all reunite
When winter comes
My branches are frosty and cold
When spring comes
My leaves are green and fresh
When summer comes
My leaves start to bloom
Then at night
Everything shines
In the moonlight