Upon a darkened night

the flame of love was burning

in my breast

And by a lantern bright

I fled my house while all

in quiet rest

Shrouded by the night

And by the secret stair

I quickly fled

The veil concealed my eyes

while all within lay quiet as the dead

Oh night thou was my guide

of night more loving than

the rising sun

Oh night that joined the lover

to the beloved one

transforming each of them

into the other

Upon that misty night

in secrecy, beyond such mortal sight

Without a guide or light

than that which burned

so deeply in my heart

That fire t'was led me on

and shone more bright

than of the midday sun

To where he waited still

it was a place where

no one else could come

Oh night thou was my guide

of night more loving than

the rising sun

Oh night that joined the lover

to the beloved one

transforming each of them

into the other

...

I lost myself to him

and laid my face

upon my lover's breast

And care and grief grew dim

as in the morning's

mist became the light

There they dimmed

amongst the lilies fair

there they dimmed

amongst the lilies fair

there they dimmed

amongst the lilies fair

la la la...

la ra la...

...