There is a silence when people frown The healing hand of strangled sound There is a silence ghostlike and strained In the fervent heat when the senses fade At night, at night At night, at night There is a silence of afternoon When the thoughts will stop in a sudden boon There is a silence of peace - beguiled If the tribes become reconciled At night, at night At night, at night There is a silence when the North wind stops And the Eastern storm brings the locust plague There is a silence if the pact is revealed The dark concealment, secrets sealed At night, at night At night, at night There is a silence if the errand is late A ghostlike calm, a breath of fate There is a silence in the dimming light And there is the silence, the silence At night, at night At night, at night