Still night, calm night, night ever quiet, peaceful,
Be thou always here when the day is over;
Restful, silent, filled with the fallen dewdrops,
Gleaming in moonlight.
Still night, calm night, graced with a starry frescoe--
Virgin, Hunter, Pleiades, cross of sorrow--
Keep thy tales forever as softly fettered,
Gleaming in starlight.
Written by Isaiah Zerbst