Turn turn the hours' rush and watch the day be night
Meet your heart's companion and love till morning light
Hypocrites are all of us - it is the young years' sin
From a poet's famous muse to strangest there have been

Authorities grow older to never live once more
Bitterness have taken them and made them cold and sore
Tragically for those poor men, there is no light to shine
So take my hand and do not care - tonight I'm ever thine
Young years too will, just like them, once face the same dull fate
Take your chance and recognize the love of life so great

Soon the time has gone, the night will be for thoughts and sleep
Thoughts of young love, with dreams of sweet memory you'll weap
Take the chance while you still have life - love till morning light
Turn turn the hours' rush and watch the day be night