Silvery snow is blowing, swirling
Far away - the moon is bright -
While my lonely sleigh is whirling
Onward through the dreary night.

Sing! The endless roads oppress me,
Darkness lays the spirit low:
Now let happy notes caress me -
Sweetest songs of long ago.

Driver, sing! As I lie pining,
Let me hear familiar strains;
While the heartless moon is shining,
While the moaning wind complains.

Here's the song - O moon, my darling,
Why so clear and why so cold?