All these nights, these sad nights,

when I have noone to talk to,

and my only friends are pale moon's rays,

I await you with weary eyes.



How I wait for you, oh, how I wait!

When my guest, the dark dusk, enters my house,

I listen if I hear your step.



And I ask: "Alone?" - "Alone, alone," he says to me quietly.

If you only knew how much this word

grieves and galls me throuh the whole night!



All night long my bed is empty

and I spend whole night stammeringly praying
      your sweet name.



But when the day is dawning and you're not here yet,

I would want this night to be forever,

because only in the dark night

I can console my griveous heart with lies.

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