home is on the other side of the river
this evening as we row
singing the songs of our village
rowing back
as the sun goes to its own home
and each creature and life seeks its own
and we
from the same home
rowing across the river
let us sing
for the joys of the world
the songs of the birds
and the green of the earth
and love and ease and quiet
they await at home,
on the other side of the river
this evening as we row
singing the songs of our village
our home, our portion of earth
that lies yonder
past the water, just a while more
to the evening embrace of one's love
back home on the other side of the river