Letra de Héctor de Lara
Música de Xavier Cugat
Now the shadows deepen in the West,
a night moth flutters from her nest,
within a lily’s snowy breast,
the quiet dusk climbs
over hill-tops dim and far,
to the horizon’s silver bar,
and lights the white flame of a star.
O magic dusk when the music of the night wind
sings to the heart,
like a love song that we knew.
Dusk when roses shed their sweet perfume
in the gleam of the dusk,
I come to you.
Kiss me at you, dusk
when the willow branches whisper,
a sweet refrain,
at the falling of the dew.