The evening calm, a gentle peace,
Descends upon the weary world,
And bids the hurried worries cease,
As stars begin to be unfurled.
Descends upon the weary world,
And bids the hurried worries cease,
As stars begin to be unfurled.
The moonbeams soft, on fields alight,
A tranquil scene, serene and deep,
And nature rests throughout the night,
While weary mortals softly sleep.
A tranquil scene, serene and deep,
And nature rests throughout the night,
While weary mortals softly sleep.