Celtic Lyrics Corner > Artists & Groups > Loreena McKennitt > A Winter Garden > Snow
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Lyrics:
White are the far-off hills
And white the fading forests grow
The wind dies out amongst the heights
Denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree
Falls down scarce audibly
Meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snowfall hoods me around
In wood and water, earth and air
A silence is everywhere
Save when it lowly spills
Some farmer's sleigh is urged on
With rustling runners and sharp bells
Swings by me and is gone
From the empty space I hear
The sound remote and clear
The barking of a dog
To cattle is sharply pealed
Borne echoing from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far afield
Then all is silent and the snow
Falls settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the gray
Folds closer earth and sky
The world seems so shrouded, so far away
Its noises sleep, and I
As secret as yon buried stream
Plod dumbly on and dream
I dream...