| The dusk Falls — time is drawing near |
| The sky lit blood red — |
| the moon displays it"s glory |
| The gusts carry"s a silenc hymn to my ear |
| Oarkness surrounds me wich a veil of silk |
| Coldness chisels signs wich my breath |
| Close your eyes — close your mind |
| And dancing in the moonlight |
| Close your eyes — close your mind |
| and dancing in the moonlight |
| My feer carry my softly as on clouds |
| The luscious odour of the nightwind |
| Slips into my nose From a distant I recall |
| The howling of an animal |
| Shadows moving in rhythem wich the trees |
| The night has never seen the grey of day |
| My hands caressed by moonlight |
| My eyes close to the melody of night |
| Close your eyes — close your mind |
| and dancing in the moonlight |
| Close your eyes — close your mind |
| and dancing in the moonlight |
| The night has never seen the grey of day |
| My body drifts like in a Fairy tale |
| Close your eyes — close your mind |
| and dancing in the moonlight |
| Close your eyes — close your mind |
| and dancing in the moonlight |