A gentle wind is singing in the trees if we but listen, sun sinking over hill
the o so gentle music of the breeze that it brings, our troubled spirits fill
tiring day said goodbye with all it's troubles, woes, evening shadows fall
if we have patience, soon, nights' uncountable lanterns hold world in thrall
The sunlight has died out, it's daylight hours full of sorrow have fled
summer night at end of day, our turmoils, after tiring day, we take to bed
soon the moon will peep through stately gum trees upon faraway hill
our dreamboats, gently floating through the night, wildest wishes fill
When darkness of night has gone, dawn again wakes in full glory in sky
remembering all the joys that life holds, forgetting fears that drifted by
morning mists, an illusory veil, blankets the valley of a brand new day
climbing sun helping to drive them, with our fears and sorrows, away
In the faraway meadows bright sunlight dapples through stately trees
the few flowers kissed by the sun, open up their hearts for many bees
when the morning veils of morning mists finally lift, skies above blue
many more flowers wake from sleep, faces shining from early dew
Birds start their songs, joy of new day, life again takes up it's beat
cast away sorrows keeping you low, laugh the thought of defeat
river flows between banks of life, moments of serenity, strife
it passes by green meadows, taking away the troubles in our life.
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