The moon so peaceful rises

Robert Franz

The moon so peaceful rises

with all its golden shine,

here sleeps in lovely glitter

the weary earth below.

And on the breezes waft down

from many faithful hearts

true loving thoughts by the thousand

upon the sleeping ones.

And down in the valley, there twinkle

the lights from my lover's house;

but I in darkness still look out -

silent - into the world.