We walked the green hills,
My lover and I.
The meadows flowing around us
As the path we took
Took us through their beauty,
And their wonder.
At the top of a hillock
We stopped and looked,
Looked at our idea of heaven,
Our arms clasped each other in love,
Feeling so alive,
Our love so strong,
And at one with nature.
The lonely cry of the curlew
Called out as it flew above us,
A sound so sad but it passed
As our happiness abounded,
Abounded about us,
Abounded within us.
We walked on in joy,
We walked on in harmony,
We walked on in love.
A love so strong
That nothing will break its bond,
A bond that makes us one with each other,
And in the green hills,
At one with nature.