The hill are alive
With the sound of music
With songs they have sung
For a thousand years
The hills fill my heart
With the sound of music my heart wants to sing
Every song it hears my heart wants to beat
Like the wings
Of the birds that rise
From the lake to the trees my heart wants to sigh
Like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook
When it trips and falls
Over stones on its way
To sing through the night
Like a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills hearts is lonely
l know I will hear
What I've heard before my heart will be blessed
With the sound of music
And I'll sing once more