The moon and the stars remain in their place,
After you, everything loses its grace.
Bring the morning, dispel the night's despair,
Your absence haunts me, my love so rare.
Without you, my heart aches in deep dismay,
Come to me, my dear, without delay.
After you, everything loses its grace.
Bring the morning, dispel the night's despair,
Your absence haunts me, my love so rare.
Without you, my heart aches in deep dismay,
Come to me, my dear, without delay.