Moonlight glints
On the silent vales
Dressed crisply
In winters cloak
Lying like rippled silk
On the frozen land
Moonlight glints
On the silent vales
Dressed crisply
In winters cloak
Lying like rippled silk
On the frozen land
The wind whistles
The frozen rain bites
And the chill runs deep
And we must escape
To shelter safe inside
Where the Barn Owls sleep
The savage natural scene
In the winter meadow
Where the Falcon feeds
His talons red in the snow
Bathed in summer sunshine Gentle breezes stir the stems But above in the golden sun Grow an array of perfect gems