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Waka, waka on my magical tree
Waka, waka until I make some money
Home grown in the village of gnomes
Oh, how long it takes to get some logs
Time flies when I’m swinging the axe
Hoping its magic won’t attack back
The magic tree belongs to me
And nobody else as far as I see
I’m proud of my little old tree
That sparkles at night with pretty leafs
I protect it with my entire life
For this tree is such a magical sight
Waka, waka on my magical tree
Waka, waka until I make some money
Home grown in the village of gnomes
Oh, long it takes to get some logs
Dreaming away next to its bark
Dreaming every day and awake in the dark
However its lighten by its magical aura
It sticks out in the forest,
Just as in the sea, the ark of Noah
I want to conserve it to the last
Cutting the magic tree is such a blast
Making sure it’s never gone
Making sure it gleams in the bright yellow sun
Mage tree, magic tree
Do you believe in the magic tree?
Look at me and my magic tree!
Mage tree, magic tree
Take a walk in the village’s square
Look over yonder,
Do you dare?
Would you care to take stroll?
Beyond the gate filled with gnomes
Hey look there’s maples and willows
Bunch of yews and oaks
But one tree over-sights the rest
The magical tree, that’s the best
Mage tree, magic tree
Do you believe in this magic tree?
Look at me and my magic tree!
Mage tree, magic tree
Zooming pass these regular trees
All while the wind picks of the leafs
Pluck that guitar on the way
For here to play and we’re here to stay
Cutting for some logs and going on a rant
Takes so long, but wait look at that strange plant
Better step back for he may attack
It’s not going to die by getting hit with such a weak axe
I just got poisoned by that plant
Better drink a potion and sing a chant
Back to normal and ready to go
To a place where magic shows
Mage tree, magic tree
Do you believe in a magic tree?
Look at me and my magic tree!
Mage tree, magic tree
Wondering around the fields
Coming to a stop at a yew
It turns me off because it’s the only one
And it seems to be popular with everyone
But one tree that hides in secrecy
Nobody can find its place towards the sea
In the village of fallen warriors and bards
The place that I know to be so far
Mage tree, magic tree
Do you believe in a magic tree?
Look at me and my magic tree!
Magic tree oh magic tree