(Traditional)
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Oh, where are our dear mothers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul
They are down in the valley praying,
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Oh where are our dear fathers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul
They have gone to heaven shouting,
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul