Night, be my muse, don't close my eyes.
Moon, let your gleam open my heart.
Look after all my shameful dreams,
Signs from imagination's realms.
Cold wandering daylight
And warm misty night
Are divine inspirations
When your sight is behind my eyes.
Dark is the way to master time;
Hand to unwind the thread of life.
Light is the mask for hidden clues;
White; to wash away what we knew.
Cold wandering daylight
And warm misty night
Are divine inspirations
When your sight is behind my eyes.