You have your own voice,
You have your own song,
Splashing, rippling, rushing on.

In you I find tranquility,
In you I feel contentment;
Oh River mine,
Your waters blue and green.

Hudson flowing by the path I ride my bike on,
Falling leaves red, brown, gold, yellow.

I can walk with my dogs
By your banks,
I can skip stones
Across your face.

I find you in forests and meadows,
Near Lakes and far from sand;

You live forever,
Patience unbound:
Do you hide secrets
Yet to be found?