When there will be silence in the valley
I will call you to wake up and come to me
When wind will stop whispering through the trees
I will call you and gift you a rose falling on my knees
When silence will reign over the land
I will call you in a whisper to come out
When butterflies and bees will not be seen flitting
Around flowers by the stream for you I will be waiting
When silence will come to stay long
Sitting at the window you will hear my song
Aroma of wild flowers the breeze will leave behind
For you and me to feel the love in our hearts and minds
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