I have some time to know
If what I dream concludes in something
Stop getting hasty, my dear, my dear
Because then it's when
The hours... Fall!
And the day is warm but with no sun
They fall
The night is masking your voice
And as well, you want the sun
Slowly, you too
Can find the moon
Ancient oak tree of the road
Your leaves always shake up somewhat
Oh darling, darling, how good ya look
When in your eyes it doesn't matter if the hours... Fall!
And the day settles down to die
They fall
The night clouds to no end
And as well, you now are the sun
Slowly, you too
Can be the moon...
(They fall, the night...)
(They fall, the day...)
(They fall, the night...)
(They fall, the day...)