| Song | Forest Power |
| Artist | Deep Forest |
| Album | Live in Japan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mouquet, Sanchez | |
| Farewell, now, my sister | |
| Up ahead there lies your road | |
| And your conscience walks beside you | |
| It's the best friend you'll ever know | |
| And the past is now your future | |
| It bears witness to your soul | |
| Make sure that the love you offer up | |
| Does not fall on barren soil | |
| For the wind cries of late | |
| In the whispering grass | |
| Our way of life is held | |
| In the spinning wheels of chance | |
| I believe in a way of long ago | |
| And the sounds I believe rose our glow | |
| And we're changing our ways | |
| Yes, we are taking on different roads | |
| Tell me more about the forest | |
| That you once called home | |
| For the wind cries of late | |
| In the whispering leaves | |
| And the sun will turn to waste | |
| The heavens we build above | |
| Father, teach your children | |
| To treat our mother well | |
| If we give her back her diamonds | |
| She will offer up her pearl | |
| We must sing her creation song | |
| Jeune du monde | |
| Invoke the spirits that feed us | |
| This dreaming takes too long | |
| But I'm not bitter, no, I'm surviving | |
| To face the world, to raise the future | |
| So why don't you tell me, come on and tell me | |
| About the world you left behind | |
| Can you tell me? |
| zuo ci : Mouquet, Sanchez | |
| Farewell, now, my sister | |
| Up ahead there lies your road | |
| And your conscience walks beside you | |
| It' s the best friend you' ll ever know | |
| And the past is now your future | |
| It bears witness to your soul | |
| Make sure that the love you offer up | |
| Does not fall on barren soil | |
| For the wind cries of late | |
| In the whispering grass | |
| Our way of life is held | |
| In the spinning wheels of chance | |
| I believe in a way of long ago | |
| And the sounds I believe rose our glow | |
| And we' re changing our ways | |
| Yes, we are taking on different roads | |
| Tell me more about the forest | |
| That you once called home | |
| For the wind cries of late | |
| In the whispering leaves | |
| And the sun will turn to waste | |
| The heavens we build above | |
| Father, teach your children | |
| To treat our mother well | |
| If we give her back her diamonds | |
| She will offer up her pearl | |
| We must sing her creation song | |
| Jeune du monde | |
| Invoke the spirits that feed us | |
| This dreaming takes too long | |
| But I' m not bitter, no, I' m surviving | |
| To face the world, to raise the future | |
| So why don' t you tell me, come on and tell me | |
| About the world you left behind | |
| Can you tell me? |
| zuò cí : Mouquet, Sanchez | |
| Farewell, now, my sister | |
| Up ahead there lies your road | |
| And your conscience walks beside you | |
| It' s the best friend you' ll ever know | |
| And the past is now your future | |
| It bears witness to your soul | |
| Make sure that the love you offer up | |
| Does not fall on barren soil | |
| For the wind cries of late | |
| In the whispering grass | |
| Our way of life is held | |
| In the spinning wheels of chance | |
| I believe in a way of long ago | |
| And the sounds I believe rose our glow | |
| And we' re changing our ways | |
| Yes, we are taking on different roads | |
| Tell me more about the forest | |
| That you once called home | |
| For the wind cries of late | |
| In the whispering leaves | |
| And the sun will turn to waste | |
| The heavens we build above | |
| Father, teach your children | |
| To treat our mother well | |
| If we give her back her diamonds | |
| She will offer up her pearl | |
| We must sing her creation song | |
| Jeune du monde | |
| Invoke the spirits that feed us | |
| This dreaming takes too long | |
| But I' m not bitter, no, I' m surviving | |
| To face the world, to raise the future | |
| So why don' t you tell me, come on and tell me | |
| About the world you left behind | |
| Can you tell me? |