CHORUS
THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS
IS THE SONG OF THE RIVER,
WHENEVER WE HEAR IT
WE HAVE TO DECLARE
THAT SOMETIMES ITS BEAUTY
IS MORE THAN WE CAN BEAR,
A SMILE IN THE SUNLIGHT,
A SIGH IN THE SUMMER AIR.
MOLE
THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS
IS THE MUSIC WE DANCE TO
AT NIGHT WHEN THE STARS SHINE
AS BRIGHT AS THEY DARE.
AND SOMETIMES THE BEAUTY
IS MORE THAN WE CAN BEAR,
A TEAR IN THE MOONLIGHT,
A KISS IN THE MIDNIGHT AIR.
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