Hi,

I hear it slightly differently, so here's what I think the canticle is....

On the side of a hill in a deep forest green.
Tracing of starlight on snow-crested ground.
Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.

..... his pillow a sprinkling of leaves.
Washes the bower with silent tears.
A soldier stands and polishes a gun.

War fellows blazing in scarlet battalions.
Generals order their soldiers to kill.
And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.

Slainte

alison

PS You're not Raven from Nelson Bay.... are you???