As the moon scatters its light below,
The canopy, of sky, shows a million bright stars,
And a scent of flowers fills the breeze.
Of flowers fills the breeze.
You hear a murmur soft and low,
As froggies blink in the fireflies' glow,
Of birdies tweeting in their nest,
While everything has come to rest,
Everything has come to rest.
Next morning, right before our eyes,
Bright sunshine flings in turquoise skies,
The birds awake to greet the morn,
It's one more day the world is born.
So peace is born in many hearts,
It started with a tiny spark.
As this day ends, another starts,
And this brings joy, to every heart.