This perfect evening slowly fallsWithout a stain, without a cloud;The sun has set—and all the bellsOf Venice in the skies are loud,Clashing and chiming far and near“Ave Maria,” while the moonLarge-globed and red, climbs through the mistTo loiter o’er the dark lagoon.
This perfect evening slowly fallsWithout a stain, without a cloud;The sun has set—and all the bellsOf Venice in the skies are loud,Clashing and chiming far and near“Ave Maria,” while the moonLarge-globed and red, climbs through the mistTo loiter o’er the dark lagoon.
This perfect evening slowly fallsWithout a stain, without a cloud;The sun has set—and all the bellsOf Venice in the skies are loud,
This perfect evening slowly falls
Without a stain, without a cloud;
The sun has set—and all the bells
Of Venice in the skies are loud,
Clashing and chiming far and near“Ave Maria,” while the moonLarge-globed and red, climbs through the mistTo loiter o’er the dark lagoon.
Clashing and chiming far and near
“Ave Maria,” while the moon
Large-globed and red, climbs through the mist
To loiter o’er the dark lagoon.