The night
When the sun has gone
My love in his bed, quivered bed
Oh the night
Only like that
Is a cold country
The night
As she is beautiful
She sympathises
See that I become
Come and hold me
And let's go into the night
In this country
The night
In the sky that becomes pink
Our kisses rest, laying asleep
She said to me that I listen to it
To return in
The night
When the sun has gone