There is green in every glade
The tree tops been providing shade
They go spinning happy sound
All nature's strength around
And there's a horse that feels no pain
Its iron strength to take the strain
Children rock it to and fro
And gaily trim its coloured brow
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Above the sky devoid of cloud
Think not to cast a thunder shroud
Upon this place so full of joy
A field of gold of love's employ
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
So why my heavy heart you say
When tears would stain the sights so gay
My brother's dreams once here did soar
Until he died at the hand of needless war
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah