TabScout.

O darkness, if in thy arms I could rest
For a while and with these earthly eyes
See thy dim smile Maid of twilight, lass of duskfall
Hang the Moon on the sky's arch
Soothe the weight of a darkling day
Croon me inte the slumber: Rock here in the birch's lap
swing in the manor of wind
Lay down your weary head
Let the blue stars darken O silence, if in thy cradle I could sway
Like a child, hear the amending song
The sighing of the shades Maid of twilight, lass of duskfall
Sere thy goblet to me