Midnight Sun
June Christy with Pete Rugolo And His Orchestra Lyrics

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice,
Your lips were enchanting, like a cup made of red rubies, beckoning me.

Warmer than the Summer night.
Your lips were warmer than a balmy, summer night.

The clouds were like an alabaster palace,
The clouds were majestic, like a building carved out of alabaster.

Rising to a snowy height.
The clouds were reaching high into the sky, like snow drifting upwards.

Each star its own Aurora Borealis,
Each star was creating its own beautiful display of light like the Northern Lights.

Suddenly you held me tight,
Suddenly, you pulled me close in your embrace.

I could see the midnight sun.
In that moment, I could see the sun that never sets, the midnight sun - a symbol of a magical time.

I can't explain the silver rain that found me,
I cannot describe the silver rain that came my way, twinkling like diamonds.

Or was that a moonlit veil?
Or was it a beautiful veil of moonlight surrounding me?

The music of the universe around me,
I could hear the music of the entire universe around me.

Or was that a nightingale?
Or was that a nightingale singing in the distance?

And then your arms miraculously found me,
And miraculously, your arms found their way to embrace me.

Suddenly the sky turned pale,
In that instant, the sky became pale and dim, as if the world around me was standing still for us.

I could see the midnight sun.
Just like before, I could see the midnight sun - a moment that was too surreal to comprehend.

Was there such a night?
I can't believe that such a night existed.

It's still a thrill I don't quite believe;
I am still thrilled at the memory of that magical night, which seems too good to be true.

But after you were gone
But even after you left,

There was still some stardust on my sleeve!
There was still some stardust from that night on my sleeve, a tangible reminder of our otherworldly encounter.

The flame of it may dwindle to an ember,
The passion of that night may fade into something more muted.

And the stars forget to shine,
Even the stars may seem less bright and magical without you.

And we may see the meadow in December,
Even when everything seems bleak, like a snowy December meadow,

Icy white and crystalline.
There is still beauty to be found in the world, like the shimmering of ice and diamonds.

But oh, my darlin', always I'll remember
Despite the passage of time or the changes in the world, my dear, I will always remember that magical night.

When your lips were close to mine,
I remember the warmth of your lips near mine.

And I saw the midnight sun.
And I will always remember seeing the midnight sun, a rare beauty only experienced once in a lifetime.

The midnight sun,
A symbol of a magical and surreal night full of passion and wonder.

The midnight sun,
An image that will stay with me forever.

The midnight sun,
A beautiful moment that cannot be replicated or forgotten.

The midnight sun.
A once-in-a-lifetime experience, mystical and unforgettable like the midnight sun itself.