The night wind sighs,
Our vessel flies
Across the dark lagoon.
The city sleeps,
And well she keeps
Her watch, the gentle moon,
For with her light, She guides our flight
Across the silver sea.
We are alone
The world, my own,
Doth hold but you and me,
But you and me.
We are alone
The world, my own,
Doth hold but you and me,
But you and me.
Ah! la, Ah! la,
Ah! la, Ah! la.