Full Lyrics
The ruddy sun has ceased to glow,
The day in peace declines,
And birds were nestled long ago,
Within the sheltering vines.
Their fragrant breath the night wind steals
From many a closing flower;
And everything in nature feels
The charms of twilight hour.
At such a time how near us seem
The days that once we knew,
As in the twilight hush we dream,
And all our past renew.
The songs that echo through the glade
Are from far distant bower,
And thoughts of love alone pervade
The heart at twilight hour.
