Even in their demise, trees are more than a worm buffet. They invite creatures in to share their warmth. Their scarred bark relays a narrative arc, long since descended. The height of their best years behind them, and to answer your question, No, it is not silent when they fall.
But somewhere along the line we stopped listening. Placing more weight on plastic versus paper. That’s not to imply that no one pays attention. Trees can be each others’ friends and allies. Trees are not lonely. Trees never have to feel homesick.
Only humans would create a word for being uprooted. Trees have no need for such a word. Roots are bonded for all eternity, even once they are connected only to each other, and no longer with our Mother.