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Bright Morning Stars are Rising
Copyright 2016 Hirschten
Oil on Canvas 18" x 24" |
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Day is breaking in my soul.
Where are our dear mothers?
Where are our dear mothers?
Day is breaking in my soul.
Where are our dear fathers?
Where are our dear fathers?
Day is breaking in my soul.
Where are our dear sisters?
Where are our dear sisters?
Day is breaking in my soul.
And where are our dear brothers?
And where are our dear brothers?
Day is breaking in my soul.
They are in the valley singing
They are in the valley singing
That day is a breaking in their souls.
Listen and hear them singing
Hear them singing
It sounds an echo in our souls.
-American Folk Song, Original words anonymous
When I sang this folksong to my daughter as a lullaby I changed the lyrics to say that the people were in the valley singing. A subtle difference but I thought it made more sense with the singer questioning where everyone was, then realizing that they are singing in the valley just as she is.
I give full permission to any musicians who want to sing this version of the song to please sing it! Folksongs must be passed on to come alive.
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| Close up of Bright Morning Stars Painting by Hirschten |
