Текст песни
[Куплет 1] I took the narrow trail past the old stone marker With a tin pail swinging from my hand The ferns kept brushing little green secrets Like they knew i’d come to understand A jaybird dropped a blue-black feather Right beside a patch of clover I tucked it in my pocket and kept on going Where the branches leaned over [Предприпев] Every step had something waiting Every sound could point the way [Припев] The forest keeps a thousand little wonders Under every leaf and limb A curled-up fern, a beetle’s copper armor A bird tune threading through the wind I follow where the rustling goes Past moss that wears the morning dew The whole wide world is hiding treasures And i’m finding them with you [Куплет 2] I found a creek that skipped across the stones And flashed like coins beneath the trees A snail had drawn a silver road Along a fallen log for me to see Then something tapped from high above me A woodpecker, busy as a clock I counted four quick knocks, then listened For the answer from the flock [Предприпев] Every branch had something to tell me If i stood still long enough [Припев] The forest keeps a thousand little wonders Under every leaf and limb A curled-up fern, a beetle’s copper armor A bird tune threading through the wind I follow where the rustling goes Past moss that wears the morning dew The whole wide world is hiding treasures And i’m finding them with you [Бридж] My pail held one smooth river pebble One feather, one bright seed But the best things wouldn’t fit inside it: How the tall pines sway and breathe And the hush that falls when a rabbit listens And the sun spots shifting on the ground I came back with my pockets almost empty And my head full of the sounds [Final chorus] The forest keeps a thousand little wonders Under every leaf and limb A curled-up fern, a beetle’s copper armor A bird tune threading through the wind I follow where the rustling goes Past moss that wears the morning dew The whole wide world is hiding treasures And i’m finding them with you [Аутро] One more bend, one more small surprise One more bird call in the green I’ll be back tomorrow, forest For the things i haven’t seen
