The coolness of the riverbank,
   and the whispering of the reeds
   Daybreak is not so very far away
  
   Enchanted and spellbound,
   in the silence they lingered
   And rowed the boat as the light
   grew steadily strong
   And the birds were silent,
   as they listened for the heavenly music
   And the river played the song
  
   The wind in the willows and
   the piper at the gates of dawn
   The wind in the willows and
   the piper at the gates of dawn
  
   The song deam happened
   and the cloven hoofed piper
   Played in that holy ground
   where they felt the awe and wonder
   And they all were unafraid
   of the great god Pan
  
   And the wind in the willows and
   the piper at the gates of dawn
   The wind in the willows and
   the piper at the gates of dawn
  
   When the vision vanished
   they heard a choir of birds singing
   In the heavenly silence between
   the trance and the reeds
   And they stood upon the lawn
   and listened to the silence
  
   Of the wind in the willows and
   the piper at the gates of dawn
   The wind in the willows and
   the piper at the gates of dawn...