Solitude Of Heart

In my solitude of heart
I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled in mystery
In my solitude of heart
I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled in mystery

The mist, like love, plays upon the heart
The heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty

Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers?
Throws out these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy
Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers?
Throws out these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy

The mist, like love, plays upon the heart
The heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty
The mist, like love, plays upon the heart
The heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty

Every child comes with the message
That God is not yet discouraged of man
Every child comes with the message
That God is not yet discouraged of man
Every child comes with the message
That God is not yet discouraged of man

The mist, like love, plays upon the heart
The heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty
The mist, like love, plays upon the heart
The heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty

In my solitude of heart
In my solitude of heart