I tell you of a girl her husband was a soldier

gone to war in some strange country far away

no word had come to her

but the rumour of great battles fought

and dying in their thousands and the world full of fear

as the day would turn to evening she would a pure white candle

and place it in a window bright from where it could be seen

as she placed it in the window softly ? and ?

she said let this burning candle be a beacon

let joy and innocence prevail

let joy and innocence prevail

believe that luck will never fail

let joy and innocence prevail



and one night, asleep, she dreamed she saw her husband

fall in a great white cavilry charge

and waking in tears she saw the candle burning in the window

she still had hope

and through the window a man in the distance

but has he came closer, she saw he was a stranger



the stranger said I bring a message from a general

your captain has been wounded, his life hangs by a thread

he calls out your name and he wishes you to come to him

but the journey is a hard road and you may be afraid



and she laughed and said no road could be too hard for I am fearless

a captain and a husband I have gained this bright new day

and she said with all her heart she would fly to be beside hik

and her love would heal his wounds restore him to her

let joy and innocence prevail

let joy and innocence prevail

believe that luck will never fail

let joy and innocence prevail



let joy and innocence prevail

let joy and innocence prevail

believe that luck will never fail

let joy and innocence prevail



let joy and innocence prevail