Still is a valley
Surrounded by a forest of Oaks
Bespiring deeply
With the breath of our ancestors
A knot of roots
Hold steadfast the earth
Bonds that link a nation,
Foregoing generations
Eternal, unswayed
Roots of heritage
Pertain to the valley
Roots of hope
Growing strong
Entwined in the land
A valley thick with oaks
Its villages silenced
By the drift of clear water
A bell tolls for many
Their presence long gone
A voice in the wind
Telling secrets of the fallen
Lessons without words
A proud spirit remains
In the heart of every Englishman