In England pure and green;
The most beautiful place we'd ever have seen.
On misty nights,
With rainbows of sight,
A bird took flight,
And from that place he flew that night,
A child watched in pure delight,
And thought what might've been in sight.
For in that child's heart that night,
There came a thought of here and now;
To tell a story how,
He saw that bird take flight,
That misty night.