Closer, closer, hear my voice,
Before I lay me down to sleep.
With no regrets, I do rejoice,
So smile with me and do not weep.
Whisper, whisper, dearest one,
My time is up, no one’s to blame.
For time’s the passing of the sun,
And life is but a candle’s flame.
Candle, candle burning bright,
Observe its fire fade and rise.
Both of us have fought the fight,
And now, we’ll say our last goodbyes.
Quickly, quickly, see the sign;
For not a lot of time remains.
Son, I’m proud to call you mine,
But now, behold, the candle wanes.
Father, Father, hear my prayer,
I simply ask of you these things:
Watch over him while I’m not there,
And raise me up on eagle’s wings.
Listen, listen to the sky,
I hear the angels call my name.
And when at last I close my eyes,
A gentle wind does quell the flame.
