I love the gloomy, dark night,

the glowing moon,

which keeps on gazing at you,

to awaken your soul.

I love the late night talks,

under the wide sky,

besside the ragging sea,

that keeps on kissing the shore.

I love the darkness,

of the bad night.

the dark, shattered people,

the fresh wind, the air too pure.

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