Three Bells

The stars, the stars,

The stars, gentle bells say three,

New bells you tell me,

How the old ones sounded

When they crashed to the ground

The night the church burned down

How hymn books flaming flew

Into sky and escaping souls fireflies

It's hard now to imagine

That this garden ever say such soaring dramas

When the stars,

When the gentle bells say three

Kissing you and me