Ooh, ooh, ooh

Now that the light is fading

Silver and purple at twilight

Scenes of the day remain with us

Bright as the fire is burning bright

Blue is the sky above the lake

And blue the water flowing

White birch drooping on the shore

Rubies of emerald glowing

The night is roped in spangled black

And soon we shall be sleeping

Beyond the moon, the horizon high

The radiant dawn is creeping, creeping

Down through the leaves, the sunlight

Came in shafts of gold

Now by the dying embers

We watched the day grow old