Songs from the Wood (1994)

In the forest of my sweet dreams
Lit by the warm sun beams
I wake up to the sound of dawn
The tapping hooves of a wild fawn
I swayed in joy, in this mellifluous mood
I swayed to the beats of the songs from the wood

From a distance, I could hear the cuckoo call
Up from the greenwood trees, so tall
The echoes of the monkey’s shriek
Were in perfect rhythm with the hammering beaks
I swayed in joy, in this mellifluous mood
I swayed to the beats of the songs from the wood

The humming of the busy bees
Around the hives, on tall trees
And the beavers snapping at the root
Sounded sweeter than the magic flute
I swayed in joy, in this mellifluous mood
I swayed to the beats of the songs from the wood

Welcome oh Mankind. Welcome, Welcome
Welcome here, this is God’s own kingdom
Come and listen to this symphony
This God’s own Royal Philharmony
Come, sway in joy, in this mellifluous mood,
Come, sway to the tunes, of the songs from the wood