Trees
Benny Goodman and His Orchestra Lyrics

I talk to the trees
I engage with nature as if it can hear me

But they don't listen to me
But my actions have no interactive effect

I talk to the stars
I attempt to communicate with the celestial spheres

But they never hear me
But the vast universe remains seemingly silent

The breeze hasn't time
The wind is fleeting, unable to devote attention

To stop and hear what I say
To pause and genuinely recognize my words

I talk to them all in vain
My efforts are non-effective and for nothing

But suddenly my words
But all at once, what I express

Reach someone else's ears
Grasp the focus of another individual

Touch someone else's heartstrings, too
Inspire and result in an emotional existence for someone else

I tell you my dreams
I reveal my aspirations

And while you're listening to me
As you're carefully absorbing my words

I suddenly see them come true
My hopes and ambitions begin to possibly be actualized

I can see us on an April night
I visualize ourselves in the particular scenario of April and evening

Sipping brandy underneath the stars
Drinking brandy under the glistening stars

Reading poems in the candlelight
Reading poetry with a glowing candle as the sole light

To the strumming of guitars
As the guitar strings resonate with a beautiful sound

I will tell you all the books I've read
I shall detail every literary work that I have ever read

And the way I met the King of France
And the tale of how I encountered the monarch of France

Then I'll send the servants off to bed
Following the eulogy of my past, I will retire the hired hands

And I'll ask you for a dance
Then, I will gracefully initiate a request for you to dance

But suddenly my words
But all at once, what I express

Reach someone else's ears
Grasp the focus of another individual

Touch someone else's heartstrings, too
Inspire and result in an emotional existence for someone else