When the twilight is gone,
and no songbird is singing
When the twilight is gone,
you come into my heart
And here in my heart you will stay
while I pray.
My prayer is to linger with you,
at the end of the day,
in a dream that's divine.
My prayer is a rapture in bloom,
with the world far away,
and your lips close to mine.
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Tonight, while our hearts are aglow,
oh [*please] tell me the words I've been longing to know.
My prayer and the answer you give,
may it still be the same,
for as long as you live,
and you'll always be there,
at the end of my prayer.
dal $egno al fine*
(Coda:)
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