While the city slumbers,
lost in dreams so deep,
The world rests,
weary from the day's long toil.
Windows darkened, not a single light agleam,
Only the moon, everbright, guards a night's dream.

Clouds overpass, drifting in gentle waves,
Winds whisper secrets of faraway lands.
In this serene silence, I walk alone,
Like a wanderer, treading my terrace,
lost in life’s ecstasy.

Stars gently dim and fade,
constellations smile down upon us.
They mingle in a delight.
The winds...