The skies grow dark, the night descends,

Stars light up the velvet blue.

Rest your golden head on me,

Feel the wind’s soft whisper through.

Do you hear the evening’s tune,

The garden’s quiet, gentle sigh?

On your slender shoulders soon,

A shower of stars will fall from the sky.

It’s with you I spend the night,

Enchanting you in misty light.

With the whispers of the cornflowers’ hue,

I enchant, I enchant, and cradle you.

Lull you softly, deep and true.

From my clumsy, tender hands,

You won’t escape or hide away.

The full moon, like a ripened fruit,

Falls into your hands to stay.

You’ll whisper words of sweet despair,

The ones I whispered yesterday.

Evening’s magic fills the air,

As I cradle you in its sway.

It’s with you I spend the night,

Enchanting you in misty light.

With the whispers of the cornflowers’ hue,

I enchant, I enchant, and cradle you.

Lull you softly, deep and true.

It’s with you I spend the night,

Enchanting you in misty light.

With the whispers of the cornflowers’ hue,

I enchant, I enchant, and cradle you.

Lull you softly, deep and true.