Soft, still, sweet, silent nights.
Close your eyes. Remember the flight!

The flight of our fathers,
The peace of our lands.
The night we all followed
The ransomed and dead.

Slow, quick, timeless as death.
Follow them all. Into the flight!

The flight of our fathers,
The peace of our lands.
The night we all followed
The ransomed and dead.

Still, close your eyes.
Remember the people.
The people who gave up their own.
Gave up their own
And fell out of the flight!

The flight of our fathers,
The peace of our lands.
The night we all followed
The ransomed and dead.

Remember who we are.
And remember what we’ve done.
Recall the days
When the handsomest face
Looked back out at us
And said,

'Remember the flight of our fathers,
The peace of our lands.
The night we all followed
The ransomed and dead.
Never forget what my gift is to you:
My unending love, constant and true.

'My unending love, constant and true.'