The River Flows Under The Hills

The river flows under the hills
Beneath the cliffs
Beneath the meads
Back to the valleys still green

Full of wonders and dreams
With nightingale’s lullaby
I sing a song now for you
Through sweet August night
Secrets untold lost beyond tales of foretold times
Worlds sparkling far below the edge of midnight
The river flows through the fields
Beneath the cliffs
Beneath the meads
Back to the valleys once green
Now all dressed in gold 

Autumn covers the leaves with first golden sight
Embracing all dales with misty veil afore sunrise
While I dance in first cold dew on still green grass

Secrets untold lost beyond tales of foretold times
Worlds sparkling far below the edge of midnight

The river flows under the hills
Beneath the cliffs
Beneath the meads
Back to the valleys once green
Now all covered with white

Tell me about life
What have you seen?
Where have you been?
I know nothing of you and the world

Dream of the lands, tales of moonlight and forgotten times
Sky covered with stars all shining deep in your eyes

Show me the hills and dales
All the fields and valleys
Take me to the mountains high
So dear to your eye

Secrets untold lost beyond tales of foretold times
Worlds sparkling far below the edge of midnight
While the voice so velvet and deep sings me a lullaby

As you read the tale from the clouds above
I look deep in sky-blue eyes telling my soul
Dreaming back home, far to the edge of the world

The river flows under the hills
Beneath the cliffs
Beneath the meads
Back to the valleys and over the streams
Take me now to the land so far
Where we meet sundown
Drinking sweet wine of love
Together caressing each other’s dreams

By the fire I sing for your heart
Revealing the name upon the stars
Over the lake and mountain high

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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