The moon is full - this winter night
The stars are clear - though few
And every window glistens bright
With leaves of frozen snow.
The sweet moon through your lattice gleams
And lights your room like a day
And there you pass in happy dreams
The peaceful hours away!
The old clock - in the gloomy hall
Ticks on from hour to hour
And every time it's measured call
seems lingering slow and slower.
The sweet moon through your lattice gleams
And lights your room like a day
And there you pass in happy dreams
The peaceful hours away!
The sweet moon through your lattice gleams
And lights your room like a day
And there you pass in happy dreams
The peaceful hours away!
The peaceful hours away!
The peaceful hours ... away!

INVIA LE CORREZIONI