I let myself be seduced by the cool night
By the wind that caressed me, when it held me tight
I leaned against the wall and I whispered as I confessed
I think I am in love with the time when dusk descends.
When the day surrenders to rest,
the stars come out and paint the sky with their glow
I let myself get Lost, enchanted by their show
With a heartfelt sigh, I whisper again
It’s not just the night I love,
I also love the stars above.
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