Open the door softly I`ve something to tell you dear Open it up no wider Than the crack upon the floor Open the door softly I`ve something to tell you dear
Warm summer grasses Have whispered it in your ear Skeins of shining waters Ask you patiently for to hear Tall lonely timbers Have taught it to the deer
Sad winds in autumn Will tell you as they pass by Wild geese flying eastward Leave their music in the sky Listen at evening And answer the wild birds cry