Grantchester Meadows - Live BBC Radio Session, 12 May 1969

Icy wind of night be gone
 This is not your domain
 In the sky a bird was heard to cry
 Misty morning whisperings
 And gentle stirring sounds
 Belied a deathly silence
 That lay all around
 Hear the lark and harken
 To the barking of the dog fox
 Gone to ground
 See the splashing
 Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
 And a river of green is sliding
 Unseen beneath the trees
 Laughing as it passes
 Through the endless summer
 Making for the sea
 In the lazy water meadow
 I lay me down
 All around me golden sunflakes
 Settle on the ground
 Basking in the sunshine
 Of a by-gone afternoon
 Bringing sounds of yesterday
 Into this city room
 Hear the lark and harken
 To the barking of the dog fox
 Gone to ground
 See the splashing
 Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
 And a river of green is sliding
 Unseen beneath the trees
 Laughing as it passes
 Through the endless summer
 Making for the sea
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 In the lazy water meadow
 I lay me down
 All around me golden sunflakes
 Covering the ground
 Basking in the sunshine
 Of a by-gone afternoon
 Bringing sounds of yesterday
 Into my city room
 Hear the lark and harken
 To the barking of the dog fox
 Gone to ground
 See the splashing
 Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
 A river of green is sliding
 Unseen beneath the trees
 Laughing as it passes
 Through the endless summer
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 Making for the sea