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.
Dream Variations (1924)
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.
Dream Variations (1924)