When the sun went away the darkness approaches sunset has golden cheeks, And the night is mourning.
Since love went away Am I now a Moor child And the red happy wagons Are dark and lost.
Darkness must be deeply silent, All woe, all pleasure But moon and stars show What ye dwell in the breast.
When the lips don't tell you my heart's silent embers, Have to show eyes and tears How love never rests.
