Night~time sharpens,
Heightens each sensation,
Darkness stirs and
Wakes imagination.
Silently the senses,
Abandon their defences,
Helpless to resist the notes I write.
Slowly, gently,
Night unfurls its splendour.
Grasp it, sense it,
Tremulous and tender.
Hearing is believing,
Music is deceiving,
Hardest lightning,
Softest candle light.
Dare you trust the music of the night.
Close your eyes,
For your eyes will only tell the truth.
And the truth isn't what you want to see.
In the dark it is easy to pretend,
That the truth is what it ought to be.
Softly, deftly,
Music shall caress you.
Fear it, feel it,
Secretly possess you.
Open up your mind,
Let your fantasies unwind,
In this darkness which
You know you cannot fight,
The darkness of the music of the night.
Close your eyes, start a journey
Through a strange new world!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Close your eyes,
And let music set you free,
Only then can you belong to me.
Floating, falling,
Sweet intoxication.
Touch me, trust me,
Savour each sensation.
Let the dream begin,
Let your darker side give in,
To the power of the music that I write,
The power of the music of the night.
You alone can make my song take flight,
Help me make the music of the night.

ist der Entschluß, das Ganze eines Menschen zu bejahen,
die Einzelheiten mögen sein, wie sie wollen.