Seeking the foreign poem "Oak Tree"

The wind is blowing day and night.

It stole the leaves from the oak tree.

Then break the branches and tear off the bark.

Until the oak tree is exhausted

But the oak tree still holds its ground

All the other trees fell down.

The tired wind gave up and began to speak.

How can you still stand under the oak tree?

The oak tree said, I know you.

Can break every branch of mine in half.

Take away every leaf

Shake my limbs, let me shake

But my roots stretch in the soil.

I have become stronger and stronger since I was born.

You'll never touch them, because you know

They are my deepest part.

To this day, I'm not sure

How much can I stand?

But now I found it, thanks to you.

I am stronger than I have ever known-Johnny Ray Ryder Jr. The wind is blowing day and night.

It stole the leaves from the oak tree.

Then break the branches and tear off the bark.

Until the oak tree is exhausted

But the oak tree still holds its ground

All the other trees fell down.

The tired wind gave up and began to speak.

How can you still stand under the oak tree?

The oak tree said, I know you.

Can break every branch of mine in half.

Take away every leaf

Shake my limbs, let me shake

But my roots stretch in the soil.

I have become stronger and stronger since I was born.

You'll never touch them, because you know

They are my deepest part.

To this day, I'm not sure

How much can I stand?

But now I found it, thanks to you.

I am stronger than I have ever known-Johnny Ray Ryder Jr. The wind is blowing day and night.

It stole the leaves from the oak tree.

Then break the branches and tear off the bark.

Until the oak tree is exhausted

But the oak tree still holds its ground

All the other trees fell down.

The tired wind gave up and began to speak.

How can you still stand under the oak tree?

The oak tree said, I know you.

Can break every branch of mine in half.

Take away every leaf

Shake my limbs, let me shake

But my roots stretch in the soil.

I have become stronger and stronger since I was born.

You'll never touch them, because you know

They are my deepest part.

To this day, I'm not sure

How much can I stand?

But now I found it, thanks to you.

I am stronger than the oak tree I know.

The wind is blowing day and night.

It stole the leaves from the oak tree.

Then break the branches and tear off the bark.

Until the oak tree was exhausted, but the oak tree still held its ground.

All the other trees fell down.

The tired wind gave up and began to speak.

How can you still stand under the oak tree? The oak tree said, I know you.

Can break every branch of mine in half.

Take away every leaf

Shake my limbs, make me waver, but my roots have stretched in the soil.

I have become stronger and stronger since I was born.

You'll never touch them, because you know

They are the deepest part of me, and to this day, I am not sure.

How much can I stand?

But now I found it, thanks to you.

I am stronger than I know.