There's a nightbird on the glide,
Dancing freely, soaring high.
Wings that grab the wind,
A dervish in the moon, colorful plumes.
She caught my eye...
The feathers on her span, glistened as she danced.
Suddenly my nightbird flew away.
I called her with my song.
Evening melody was borne.
With legato in my hand I played a tune.
A samba rhythm grew.
She danced for me...
Beneath the Palo Verde, dancing with sweet Mary,
Suddenly my nightbird flew away.
Fruit that sweetens on the vine.
Ripeness savored in its time.
In our arms we felt the love we'd always known,
Would find us in this moment.
She looked to me.... We fell asleep...
In the here and now, we have this perfect hour.
Suddenly my nightbird flew away.
Came the moment we both knew we'd have to part,
A glance without remark.
She smiled at me....
With elegance and grace,
To the open spaces.
Suddenly my nightbird … my sweet Mary.... she flew away.
Video: https://youtu.be/6fLHujK22hc