Oh night, come to bring the land*,
the calm enchantment of your mystery.
The shadow that escorts it is so sweet,
so sweet is the concert of your fingers singing the hope,
so huge is your power transforming everything into a happy dream.
Oh night, leave once more for the land*
the calm enchantment of your mystery,
the shadow that escorts it it´s so sweet.
Is it a beauty as beautiful as the dream?
Is it by real sweeter than hope?