Waking one morning br In a pleasant land, br By a river flowing br Over golden sand:-- br br Whence flow ye, waters, br O'er your golden sand? br We come flowing br From the Silent Land. br br Whither go ye, waters, br O'er your golden sand? br We go flowing br To the Silent Land. br br And what is this fair realm? br A grain of golden sand br In the great darkness br Of the Silent Land.