If you stay quiet you can hear their faint cries,

Trapped in the tree of ages the children are doomed to die.

Lured by its irresistible kites entangled in long reaching fingers, the tree of ages lies in wait to turn dreams into burnt cinders.

The trap has been set the tree lies in wait, to snatch the poor children and seal their fate!

consigned to the dungeon of darkness and damp, they had given u...