Lyrics
Listen to the night, hearken to the silence The wind sings in fir-trees, forest´s music rings Rueful is the tune, wailful the soughing Soothing is the choir, murmur of the trees Time to
all the heartache and pain Time to leave behind all the toil and travail Here where the water mirrors
sky Here a fair place for a child to lie Under the woeful sky, moss-grown our bed tonight Here we sprawl in
arkness In warm caress of the night Far away from world’s betrayals Afar from all the Heaven’s might Bett
eam, far sweeter to slumber Than face the cold days, bear the grim longing Time to rest a while, close the dr
