The night, this cool and breezy night,
While in the vast unclouded sky
Stars stand lonely vigils, bright

The sea, the sea which rushes gently to the shore,
Reflects the starry light
Into the coral’s distant roar

The wind, this wind that softly stirs the trees,
Blows soundless ’cross the sand
On its journey o’re the seas

The sand, the sand which softly sinks beneath my feet,
Lies damp twixt quiet waves
And a silent jungle, deep

The mind, this mind which distantly beholds,
Though lost, longs to return
To those shores of moon-lit gold