Little Night Music Lyrics
Night Waltz I-The Sun Won't Set Lyrics
The sun sits low,
Diffusing its usual glow.
And it's six o'clock,
But the sun sits low,
As low as it's going to go.
It's nine o'clock...
The vespers ring,
The nightingale's waiting to sing,
The rest of us wait on a string.
Is rather an unset-
The sun won't set,
It's fruitless to hope or to fret,
It's dark as it's going to get.
The hands on the clock turn,
But don't sing a nocturne
Back to: Little Night Music Lyrics