The Heather on the Hill
Wandering Through Heather's Meaningful Mist
Lyrics
Can't we two go walkin' together out beyond the valley of trees?
Expressing a desire to walk together outside the usual surroundings.
Out where there's a hillside of heather curtseyin' gently in the breeze
Describing a picturesque scene of heather swaying gently in the wind on a hillside.
That's what I'd like to do; see the heather but with you.
Expressing the wish to witness the heather with a particular person.
The mist of May is in the gloamin',and all the clouds are holdin' still
Describing the atmosphere of May with mist during twilight.
So take my hand and let's go roamin'through the heather on the hill.
Inviting the person to join in exploring the heather-covered hillside.
The mornin' dew is blinkin' yonder,there's lazy music in the rill,
Noticing the morning dew and serene sounds of nature.
And all I want to do is wander through the heather on the hill.
Expressing the desire to wander freely amidst the heather.
There may be other days as rich and rare,
Recognizing the potential for other beautiful days.
There may be other springs as full and fare,
Acknowledging the possibility of other abundant springs.
But the won't be the same, they'll come and go
Highlighting the uniqueness of this particular experience.
For this I know;
Stating a conviction about the importance of the moment.
That when the mist is in gloamin'
Reiterating the atmosphere of mist during twilight.
And all the clouds are holdin' still,
Connecting the person's absence to a reluctance to explore the heather.
If you're not there I won't go roamin' through the heather on the hill,
Declaring a hesitation to venture into the heather without the person.
The heather on the hill.
Repeating the desire for the heather-covered hillside.
The mist of May is in the gloamin',and all the clouds are holdin' still
Recalling the ambiance of May's mist and still clouds.
So take my hand and let's go roamin'through the heather on the hill.
Reiterating the invitation to explore the heather together.
The mornin' dew is blinkin' yonder,there's lazy music in the rill,
Noticing the morning dew and the tranquil sounds in the surroundings.
And all I want to do is wander through the heather on the hill.
Expressing a longing to wander freely amidst the heather.
There may be other days as rich and rare,
Recognizing the possibility of other exceptional days.
There may be other springs as full and fare,
Acknowledging the chance of other abundant springs.
But the won't be the same, they'll come and go
Emphasizing the uniqueness of the current experience.
For this I know;
Reiterating the importance of the present moment.
That when the mist is in gloamin'
Repeating the description of mist during twilight.
And all the clouds are holdin' still,
Connecting the absence of the person to a reluctance to explore the heather.
If you're not there I won't go roamin' through the heather on the hill,
Declaring a hesitation to venture into the heather without the person.
The heather on the hill.
Reiterating the desire for the heather-covered hillside.
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