Eve may be sombre, the shadows shall flee,
Sunny and smiling the morrow shall be.
Cheerily, merrily, sing the refrain,
Setting suns ever are rising again.
Hearts may be heavy and hope may be low,
Pluck up your spirits and sing as you go.
Hope now, hope ever, though dark be the sky,
Night brings the stars out to glitter on high.
Cheerily, merrily, sing the refrain,
Setting suns ever are rising again.