Nightfall, ah, river of night flow through me,
Washing thoughts of the day on your waters away,
For the morrow that dawns never new me.
Nightfall, ah, nightfall folding,
Her dark locks around you, her eyes they have found you,
Would show you this new dream they're holding.
Oh, sleep, oh, come to me,
You are night's daughter,
And I'll give you my eyes for the colors that rise,
As time's echoes reflect on your water.
Oh, sleep, oh, come to me.
