In emerald forests leaves are falling,
Beyond their borders the Sea is calling.
Golden light shines through the trees,
Seabirds fly on an ocean breeze.
Which to choose?
Which to choose? One shall be gained, the other I lose.
Waves crash on a silver shore,
Flowers bloom on a forest floor.
Crying gulls soar shining and free.
Deer through the forest bound nimbly.
White sand, soft, warm under feet.
Woodland rivers, deep and fleet.
One choice to make,
One path to take
One to keep, the other to refuse.
Which to choose?
Which to choose? One shall be gained,
The other I lose.