Sleep away from the red meadows, the silent twilight falls.
Eva from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in thralls.
And lying there, oh my child, my joy, my love and heart's desire.
The crickets sing you a lullaby, beside the dying light.
Dusk has come and the green man's home is wreathed in rings of fire.
Shevra sails his boat till morn, along the starry bar.
And over it all, the paley moon has cleaned her cusp in dew.
And weeps till dawn.
To the earth the sands lead you.
I sing, oh love, to you.
Go and أهلك فقط ل 해서 ش mettre جديد.
And over it all, the paley moon has cleaned her cusp in dew.


And over it all, the paley moon has gleaned her cusp in dew.
And weeps to hear the sands lead you.
I sing, O love, to you
And weeps to hear the sad, sweet tune
I sing, O love, to you
I sing, O love, to you