1. Night shepherds, what did the morn do,
And what did its early hours brew,

2. And what of those who stole my heart,
Did they stay or has the wind blown through,

3. And what of stars hung in the sky,
No comfort for a young man's cry,

4. As if my heart was told one night,
"With Layla you'll soon fly,

5. Or you will rest with ease in sight",
A she-cat, her companion lost,

6. Clings to him as their love embossed,
Two chicks left in the barren cold,

7. Their nest the winds had tossed,
Hearing the winds bluster and scold,

8. "Mother comes", they cried being told,
No comfort she found in the night,

9. Nor solace in the morn's gold,
Night shepherds, be as you might,