The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He's always creeping in the gloom While I am standing on His way He approaches slowly and creeps to me I recognize Him - this face and this smile He wants to talk to me always at night During a day I don't feel Him, can't find The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He's always creeping in the gloom While I am standing on His way As the light vanish, he creeps seeking me I'm ready, I'll talk, so night will pa** quickly Shivering voice trickle out of His lips Bares my mind and extend morbid dreams The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He is the child of the dark I don't want to shelter Him The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He is the child of the dark I don't want to shelter Him