In a Paradise
Where all live in bliss
All work will be for Beauty
And all our pay will be in Love
And all the Beauty could be bought
For a Song
I'll sing to the gardner
And he'll plant me some flowers
And ivy green about my bower
For Love of the Beauty of a Song
The gardner will sing
And what joy will it bring
All the sculptors then will shape
And all the artists then will paint
Oh, such Beauty inspired
By a Song
When even-time comes
I'll sing sweetly to my Mother
To show her how I love her
For Love lives in the Beauty of a Song
In a Paradise
Where all live in bliss
All at work will sing
With their voices blent in Love
And all will be serene with the Beauty
Of a Song.
