The Alluring, Glowing Night
The Alluring, Glowing Night
Rise; O’ rise my dark, silent friend
May all the sweet dreams start to mend
The nightingale sings over the gay lit hours
You make the world bright with your moon and stars
The water trickles from the hill so steep
The river rages down the chasm deep
The sleeping birds, into their dreams they peep
The rhythm of beauty is what you keep!
Your luminescence is bright and always cherished
Your beauty can never be blemished
You bring the light the world needs to see
You pay us with wonders you made; for free
Monuments and skyscrapers, all with no use
The tender gifts of god we accuse
Come people, let us change our fate
Before its too late