A veil of peace covers Earth –
A cloak of darkness smothers mirth –
In the black expanse of space, comets keep their pace
To the sound of the stars’ symphony.
Betelgeuse orchestrates –
Sirius bright illuminates –
Galaxy radiation tempo heralds instrumental crescendo
Of the sound of the stars’ symphony.
Pirouette, Rond de jambe,
Pirouette, Rond de jambe
Twirls Nehtor, comet dancer.
Chasse, whisk,
Chasse, wing,
Leading on clumsy Cancer.
A beacon of light as they waltz through the night
And lull the universe to rest.
Musicians of the void
Plucking passing asteroids,
To every tuneful tinkle those time-old trumpets twinkle,
Another starry serenade grows cold.
Morning's Early Dark 