Arko Pravo Mukherjee
Just A Song At Twilight
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall
When on the world the mists began to fall
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam
Softly it wove itself into our dream
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low
And the flick'ring shadows softly come and go
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song
Comes Love's old sweet song
Even today we hear Love's song of yore
Deep in our hearts it dwells forevermore
Footsteps may falter, weary grow the way
Still we can hear it at the close of day
So till the end, when life's dim shadows fall
Love will be found the sweetest song of all
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low
And the flick'ring shadows softly come and go
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song
Comes Love's old sweet song