A bluebell wood, such a sight to see, br Blue haze wrapped softly around each tree. br Sweet perfume just drifting through the air, br Oh, how I wish that I could be there. br br So restful to the eyes and the mind, br A beauty that is so well defined. br One sea of blossom over the ground, br Oh, how I wish to observe, spellbound. br br Those stems of bells, that silently ring, br Welcoming in the newly born spring. br A mass of flowers, a carpet fine, br Oh, how I wish that they could be mine.