| Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation |
| Darkness wakes and stirs imagination |
| Silently the senses abandon their
defenses |
| Helpless to resist the notes I write |
| For I compose the music of the night |
|
| Slowly, gently, night unfurls its
splendor |
| Grasp it, sense it - tremulous and tender |
| Feeling is
believing |
| Music is
deceiving |
| Hard as lightning, soft as candlelight |
| Dare you trust the music of the night |
|
| Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth |
| And the truth isn't what you want to see |
| In the dark it is easy to pretend |
| That the truth is what it ought to be |
|
| And listen to the music of the night |
|
| Softly, deftly, |
| Music shall
caress you |
| Hear it, feel it, secretly
possess you |
| Open up your mind, |
| Let your fantasies unwind, |
| In this darkness which you know |
| You cannot fight - |
| The darkness of the music |
| Of the night |
|
| Close your eyes, start a journey |
| Through a strange, new world! |
| Leave all thoughts |
| Of the world you knew before |
| Close your eyes, let the music set you free |
| Only then can you belong to me |
|
| Floating, falling, sweet intoxication! |
| Touch me, trust me, |
| Savor
each sensation! |
| Let the dream begin, |
| Let your darker side give in |
| To the power of the music that I write - |
| The power of the music of the night... |
|
| You alone can make my song take flight - |
| Help me make the music of the night |
