Jindalee jindalie
Look up to the morning sky
Jindalee jindalie

Falling like the wind
To an understanding sky
Right into the arms of your love
From the other side
Sing of all things blue
Sing of all things high
I sing to sin my jindalin ally

In a red chapels room
Lay the bones of face
That the wind will never touch
Nor a tear ever grace
Now love cuts through rock
Like the crying of a dove
Can you hear the sweetness calling?
Oh my love

Jindalee jindalie
What do you see in the morning sky?
Jindalee jindalie

Sing of all things blue
Sing of all things high
To the kings who weep in the hurricanes eye

Jindalee jindalie
What do you see in the morning sky?
Jindalee jindalie

So in love with the time
In love with the place
In love with the wind