My Night Is Gone
Oh! I hear the bells toll again,
The morning birds awaken,
And my night is gone!!
Oh! let me sleep on,
The moon has lost her struggle,
Against the sun's pitiless dazzle,
The stars like fallen warriors,
Are interred without honours,
The nightingale's soporific melody,
Is drowned in the noise of anarchy,
The ambience so cool and pure,
Has turned too sweltry to endure,
I keep my eyes shut tight,
For in them I retain a slice of night.
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