Lili's Little Violin Orchestra

"Concertino III" 
by George Perlman

The Silence and the Song

THE SILENCE AND THE SONG

How bright the morning that warms the afternoon.

How rich the evening whose cloak reveals the moon.

How pure the darkness that greets the breaking dawn.

How sweet the silence just before the song.

In winter’s stillness the dance of spring begins.

In summer’s twilight the autumn breeze blows in.

To ev’ry season both peace and pulse belong

So bound together, the silence and the song.

Before the tender lullaby can soothe us with its sound,

Before the finest symphony can swell with notes profound

The silence must resound, the silence must resound.

And so we listen in moments clear and calm

To hear, with wonder the quiet strains prolong.

So when we sing with voices pure and strong

Both gifts surround us: the silence and the song.