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.
