文本歌词

The Peace Of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
And I wake in the night at the least sound
In fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be
I go and lie down where the wood drake
Rests in his beauty on the water and the great heron feeds
I come into the peace of wild things
Who do not tax their lives with forethought
Of grief I come into the presence of still water
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
Waiting with their light
For a time
I rest in the grace of the world and i am free
For a time
I rest in the grace of the world and i am free