Where the Holly tree grows An evergreen boy was laid to rest. Twenty-one years-too few years- The wicker said. Where the holly tree grows- The birds sang, oh how they sang For our evergreen boy, laid to rest Where the holly tree grows At the top of the hill Where a mother spent her youth, Where her evergreen boys now rest. Where the holly tree grows Older every year Our evergreen boy Will remain evergreen, today, tomorrow, On and on and on. (Gabi 13/04/19)