Search for an Olive Tree

Do not ask where I come from
I am from the heart of all people
In the distant place is my hometown
Where everybody comes from
I have loved

Why roam about needlessly?
Love and a simple life are enough for me
As birds flying in the sky
As moon lingering in any century
Do not ask where I come from
I follow the footsteps

Of my deepest nature
I am from the heart of all people
Sharing the languages of body and culture
Where everybody is the same
I have loved
For the olive tree is the dream
The dream is the symbol
For so many special things.

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