The dales before me brightly stood - Cloaked in a flowing lush green gown; A lone form beckoned to me in dreams - A forest nymph in an emerald crown. On a crisp day, I arrive at Ribblesdale When the summer sun shines bright; The whisper of the whistling breeze - Has set my wandering spirits alight.
I idle away at the grassy moorland From the break of morn till nigh. I burst into a flood of happy tears - Fond remembrance welled my eye. The beaming dells, the charming fells - Have smitten me in my weakest spot. The shires are where travelers reclaim - The simple joys that they have lost.
The Pen-y-Ghent in blues and greens Glimmered in beams of sparkling light. The ups ‘n downs of its flattened crown - Rose to a sheer majestic height. The English sun came shining down On the surrounding dales, vales ‘n fells - Lo! and behold! this is an enchanted land; It is here where my heart dwells!
On and on, I followed a winding trail That many before me must have trod; The jagged rocks and those clever twists - At times, it is with danger fraught! Little by little, I traveled many a mile Conquering a few treacherous climbs; The isolation grew and silence befell; I had lost the sense of earthly time.
A singing lark soared high up in the air; A baby linnet fluttered around in glee; Wood sorrels grew in shadowy patches - Their petite white petals beamed at me.
This must be the shire of Frodo 'n Sam; Here, the brave ‘n noble hobbits thrive. The forbidden love of Cathy and Heath - Amidst all tumultuous perils survive! The Brandywine river, the village of Bree Came alive before my wistful eye; Cloud puffs of golden dragon smoke - Sailed in the white and silvery sky.
In the dales lay dark and mystical pools From the old and ancient days of yore; Where magic still lives, weaving dark tales Of heroic legends and tragic folklores.
The untamed moors 'n the wilderness Lie in a deep slumber under the stars. I travel on and on, past lands and seas - And reach my heavenly abode afar. And when I’m weary, weak and dreary Surviving life’s tempestuous tests; I come back to thee with joyful glee; Near you, my heart finds eternal rest.