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They left there on a grey spring day
They went down south with their youth in shoulder bags
With their dreams on their shoulders, they crossed the hill
The old oaks saw them go
Anywhere, anywhere, following other footsteps
The road does not end at the oak grove
Very few of those returned

Tomorrow I will go with them to look for the sea
I'm leaving, I say goodbye to you, corners where I grew up
I leave you in a drawer, the gray song of what I have been
I'm going to other lands, where the sun is warm, far from my people and the oak forest
Anywhere, anywhere, following other footsteps
The road does not end at the oak grove
Very few of those returned
Tomorrow I will go with them to look for the sea