Good-night, ah, no, the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite
Let us remain together still
Then it will be good night

How can I call the lone night good
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight
Be it not said, thought, understood
Then it will be, good night

To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light
The night is good; because, my love
They never say good-night