1. Morning comes and I awake, the flutter of the dove begins

and life again greets the new born day.

O lovely one, O friend so gentle, your cry suggests it's time to go

upon your voyage to the land of lasting peace.

The night is O so long and cold and I have known the emptiness

that comes from selfishness and insincerity.

The willow and the ash do whisper:

hearts are free when peace does prosper,

it's the only song you'll ever sing.

The dove is peace and lasting happiness.

2. Come take the chance of new life in a land so green and prosperous

where milk and honey flow forevermore.

Without the risk life isn't worth the pain, the sorrow and fatigue

which ev'ryone will know until the end.

The window wide is open on the world so begging for your song

to come and heal the strife some nurture for themselves.

Morning comes and I know now that all is calm, the dove is gone

upon his way to high and noble lands.

The dove is peace and lasting happiness.

The dove is peace and lasting happiness.