I Lost Something in the Hills

Everytime I shed tears
 In the last past years
 When I pass through the hills
 Oh, what images return
 Oh, I yearn
 For the roots of the woods
 That origin of all my strong and strange moods
 I lost something in the hills
 I lost something in the hills
 I grew up in declivities
 Others grow up in cities
 Where first love and soul takes rise
 There were times in my life
 When I felt mad and deprived
 And only the slopes gave me hope
 When I pass through the leg high grass, I shall die
 Under the jasmine, I shall die
 In the elder tree
 I need not try to prepare for a new coming day
 Where is it that fills the deepness I feel?
 You will say I'm not Robin the Hood
 But how could I hide from top to foot
 That I lost something in the hills
 I lost something in the hills
 Oh, I lost something in the hills
 Now I lean on my windowsill
 And I cry, though it's silly
 And I'm dreaming of off and away
 Oh, I know farther west, these hills exist
 Marked by apple trees
 Marked by a straight brook
 That leads me wherever I want it to
 Well I lost something in the hills
 I lost something in the hills
 Oh, I lost something in the hills