o’ blue mountains, here we come
to soak in your splendid placid lure
away from toil, away from qualms
amidst a splendour calm and pure
pining for the pines for long
pining for the fresh cool breeze
soul searching evenings throng
the depths of all my memories
let me lie in the meadows plush
let me see the blossoms bloom
see the rhododendrons blush
thwarting every sign of gloom
in the stillness of the night below
time stood still on the lofty peaks
where the shimmering moonlit glow
wandering souls in silence seeks
give me all your loveliness
all that grandeur you accrue
let me sleep a little less
and live a little longer too
