Shall I tell you the legend?
About a garden wearing is black
I`ll tell you about the whispers
The dark eyes of night
Moonlight is the brightness
Before each dawn
I lose my beauty
I lose my light
Full is the night
Fullfills my mind
The painters are the stars
Mix black with white
Pain all trees
The flowers
The waters
Full colours is the night
Free ride with the wind
With the queen of the night
Under the spell of her cold eyes