Black night black night 'neath the silent starry light, here I wait for your footsteps, now... You have taken all my loving that I wished you to have I would take yours but I don't know how If there's a chance for What you hope for and you dreamed for and you planned for how can you stand for the heart sore at hand? But the wind sound is a crying and the moonlight is a dying So I wait for your footsteps, now... If there's a chance for what you hope for and you dreamed for and planned for how can you stand for the heart sore at hand?
But now, you are here and before you're gone tell me where did you sleep last night? Black night