Come to me, my darling
In the sweet hours of night
When I yearn for your tender embrace.
In the moonlight
Your eyes shine like a pocketful of stars
A tender smile I see a trace
Your warming heart
Ticks in unison
With the soft thud of the clock.
Rippled covers
Of the linen bed
Count to sleep the sheep in the flock
Your heart
Here to love me
Your soul drives all fears away.
In this encircle
I am locked forever
It will trouble me not to stay