To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently
Dark like me--
That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done
Rest at pale evening. .
A tall, slim tree. .
Night coming tenderly
Black like me