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What day is this, that dawns so still? Upon the hill the shadows falling... Though sleep would tease my weary eyes, my ears have heard the songbirds calling... CHORUS: The long awaited time is here... Thou drawest near - how bright the morning!... What spring is this - that greets the sun with blossoms heavy on the bough? Their time of fruit a time to come in future days. My day is now... CHORUS: The long awaited time is here... Thou drawest near - how bright the morning!... What man is this - that thus my heart each hour grows lighter in my breast, for whom my songs are ever sung - on whom my eyes would ever rest? CHORUS: The long awaited time is here... Thou drawest near - how bright the morning!... Lyrics & Music: © Rosie Hardman 1972 V. A. M. P. 1  Illustration based on a photograph of Kwa Maritane - South Africa © 1999 Rosie Hardman |
