On the seashore of endless worlds children meet
Tempest roams in the pathless sky
Ships are wrecked in the trackless water
Death is abroad and children play
On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children
If baby only wanted to
He could fly up to heaven this moment
It is not for nothing that he does not leave us
Baby knows all manner of wise words
Though few on earth can understand their meaning
It is not for nothing that he never wants to speak
But I know a better game than that
I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore
I shall roll on and on and on
Andbreak upon your life with laughter
And no one in the world will know where we both are
The light has grown gray in the sky
I do not know what the time is
There is no fun in my play
I have come to you
I want to give you something, my child
For we are drifting in the stream of the world
Our lives will be carried apart and our love forgotten
This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child
Like the fond arms of love
This song of mine will touch your forehead like a kiss of blessing
When you are alone it will sit by your side and whisper in your ear
When you are in the crowd it will fence you about with aloofness
My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams
It will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown
It will be like the faithful star overhead when dark night is over your road
My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes
And will carry your sight into the heart of things
And when my voice is silenced in death
My song will speak in your living heart