In the silence of the night
I walked across a plain
Of falling, flowering snow
And gentle, dancing rain
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In The Silence Of The Night
In the silence of the night
I walked across a plain
Of falling, flowering snow
And gentle, dancing rain
I came to a rippling river
Near a smooth and ancient hill
Where the snow was soft and even
The wind and stars were still
There I saw the colour
That I'd been looking for
A little green by the river
A tree that grew on the shore