And may a moon shall rise... And lead me the cold embrace of the night Here we drown in our grief Drown an absence light Here is no shelter; No escape from our heart in this tragic embrace I fear and bemourn to depart
When the shadows fall, the sun sets in us all...
silent hopes remain And the aching grief That grows into a vale I fall Oh, I give myself away... Away! Far away! To this dim and misty My heart reflects the night...
Languid moonshine I bath my in thee O may thy be revealed in me Silent winds, whisper to me Thy songs of solitude and joy...