The night fox has settled
Morning dews drift gently
From the leaves of refined
Dancing evening maidens
Glorious light from the east
Spreads like a wild fire
But comforts like a blanket
Seeds of hopes sprout
On the hills of the “Romantics”
Bask thou in untainted
Spring of blissfulness
Contentment’s a choice
Dark shadows of sadness
Cannot hold spirits of thou
Long as the ghost of truth
Resides in thou hearts and souls
Morning dews drift gently
From the leaves of refined
Dancing evening maidens
Glorious light from the east
Spreads like a wild fire
But comforts like a blanket
Seeds of hopes sprout
On the hills of the “Romantics”
Bask thou in untainted
Spring of blissfulness
Contentment’s a choice
Dark shadows of sadness
Cannot hold spirits of thou
Long as the ghost of truth
Resides in thou hearts and souls
