When night falls: a dark blanket,
casting round enchanted spells;
My lowly soul, its respite finds
in her bosom so warm and swell…
My grieving mind and lonely heart
they cast their fears far-far behind.
I close my eyes and fly away,
a gallant knight to my cause true;
My fantasies, they become real
as she spreads her rosy hue…
My heart is glad, my soul is gay
for all my fears she calmly stills.
But when the dawn barges in...
Spiraling through realmless space,
ushering in grave reality…
Cruel hands, they smack my face
for I am guilty, guilty as sin
to wish night lasted eternity!