Would this night were never ending.
Like wild leaves in wind, we're twirling,
All our doubts and cares suspending.
Holiday from toiling, tending.
Farewell, gravity, we're whirling.
Would this night were never ending!
Lilt of music, my heart rending,
Like a scarf in air unfurling.
All our doubts and cares suspending.
Flute and fiddle not quite bending,
And the pipes are loudly skirling.
Would this night were never ending!
Instruments take turns, contending.
In the heat our hair is curling.
All our doubts and cares suspending.
Oh what energy expending!
Skin is moist, with droplets pearling.
Would this night were never ending!
All our doubts and cares suspending.
