now the day is over
night is drawing nigh
shadows of the evening
steal across the sky
grant to little children
visions bright of thee
guard the sailors tossing
on the deep blue sea
when the morning wakens
then may I arise
pure and fresh and sinless
in thy holy eyes
now the day is over
night is drawing nigh
shadows of the evening
steal across the sky

INVIA LE CORREZIONI