Dark Night

Oh dark night such as black ink We lost our dream, in the path that leads In a meadow that we never know, Wherein mountains rise up to skies And the brook is still and slow; And beneath the old oak tree There is a deer wanders Where the early lilies lean, In the path that leads nowhere, In the path we passed through, Lends us fear and heart of blear, On the path that leads to nowhere We have sometimes lost our soul! Oh dark night ,such as black ink Oh bewildered paths, in the fog night return our dream, to us or returned us, to our dream, Perhaps the souls that have gone astray Come back to us.