So softly, sing the splashing
Trickles to the running stream,
Fleeting, flickering flashing -
Each twinkling sun-sent beam.
O’er rocks the rippling, rushing,
White water winding its course,
Cascading, swirling, gushing,
So relentless in its force.
Through canyon, vale and delta,
Now a raging river’s roar.
Sent from mountain snow melt, a
Thousand miles to the seashore.