Children Of The Morning

(альбом: Children Of The Morning - 1966)

Dance to the circle, watch it grow
Turning like forever, moving slow
It's only a moment, yes, I know
Children of the morning told me so

Burn with the fire, make it bright
Lost within the space of outer sight
One lonely flame against the night
Children of the morning, make it light

Worn by a voice upon the breeze
Glistened by the waters rolling free
Hidden in the color of a tree
Children of the morning, it is thee

Stand upon the mountain, it is done
Watch them at the cross roads as they come
Blinded by another winter's sun
Children of the morning, you have won

Dance to the circle, watch it grow
Turning like forever, moving slow
It's only a moment, yes, I know
Children of the morning told me so