Hush, hush, all things are silent
Softly sleeping in heaven, in heaven.
No cloud, no cloud, no cloud
Does coming toil presage.
The moon her watch without a halt,
Without a halt is keeping;
Without, without, without,
Without a halt, a halt is keeping,
And decking all things with a silver edge--
A silver edge, a silver edge, a silver edge
A silver edge, a silver edge.
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