Whither
shall you Wander?
Whither
shall you wander, when
the nights are dark and long?
Will you wander 'mong the
evergreens up until the dawn?
Strolling through the forest
by the light of the moon,
Thinking that when dawn
comes, it always comes too soon.
Whither
shall I wander, when
the nights are dark and long?
Sitting by the babbling
brook, lending my voice to song.
Watching the moon's
reflection, distorted by the stream,
And though I am awake, here I
sit and dream.
Whither shall we wander, when
the nights are dark and long?
Singing, talking, laughing,
until the night is gone.
The starlight shines, the
moonlight glows,
And these are the most
pleasant nights I have ever known.
