Gone the night, awaken to the morn,
Faded Banners, to the fields reborn.
The light shall not fade on England now,
the fields be forever green,
The character, charm, that is England now,
In my heart means everything.
The rising sun, on the sleepy hills,
the twinkle of morning dew,
The running stream to the rivers flow,
and on to the sea of blue.
The light shall not fade within my eyes,
nor stifle my mind within,
My ears will not want while still the sound,
Of the song that the blackbird sings
The light shall not fade on castle walls,
or the heroic deeds of man,
The bells will forever ring so clear,
In the churches of our land.
The light shall not fade whilst vigil be
the eye of heaven bright,
For our cause be true, and our loyalty be
In trust with our Red Crossed Knight.
The light shall not fade on England now
the fields be forever green
The character, charm that is England now,
In my heart means everything,