The coolness of the riverbank,

and the whispering of the reeds

Daybreak is not so very far away



Enchanted and spellbound,

in the silence they lingered

And rowed the boat as the light

grew steadily strong

And the birds were silent,

as they listened for the heavenly music

And the river played the song



The wind in the willows and

the piper at the gates of dawn

The wind in the willows and

the piper at the gates of dawn



The song deam happened

and the cloven hoofed piper

Played in that holy ground

where they felt the awe and wonder

And they all were unafraid

of the great god Pan



And the wind in the willows and

the piper at the gates of dawn

The wind in the willows and

the piper at the gates of dawn



When the vision vanished

they heard a choir of birds singing

In the heavenly silence between

the trance and the reeds

And they stood upon the lawn

and listened to the silence



Of the wind in the willows and

the piper at the gates of dawn

The wind in the willows and

the piper at the gates of dawn