Barcarolle (Night Of Stars)

Night os stars,and night of love,
Fall gently o'er the waters,
Heav'n around,below, above,
No more we'll heed the shore!
Floating thus in silver light,
Sing on!Oh earth's fair daughters,
Love had ne'er an hour so bright,
In fabled days of yore.
The cadenc'd oar will rhyme
To the measure we sing,Till even charmèd Time,
Fold a moment his wing.
Wander on!
Till the dawn! Ah!
Night of stars, and night of love,
Fall gently o'er the waters,
Heav'n around,below,above,
No more we'll heed the shore.
Night of stars,and night of love,
Ah!Gently fall o'er the waters!
Heav'n around,below,above!
Ah!Ah!