There is a silence when people frown
The healing hand of strangled sound
There is a silence ghostlike and strained
In the fervent heat when the senses fade

At night, at night
At night, at night

There is a silence of afternoon
When the thoughts will stop in a sudden boon
There is a silence of peace - beguiled
If the tribes become reconciled

At night, at night
At night, at night

There is a silence when the North wind stops
And the Eastern storm brings the locust plague
There is a silence if the pact is revealed
The dark concealment, secrets sealed

At night, at night
At night, at night

There is a silence if the errand is late
A ghostlike calm, a breath of fate
There is a silence in the dimming light
And there is the silence, the silence

At night, at night
At night, at night