The night was dark, the weather calm,
Rusty winds blowing, but still there’s no alarm,
She is thinking of him, he is thinking of her.
Both seperated, but still he thinks of her to be in his arms,
Alas! The night still has some charm…
The night…still…has some charm…
Winds blow harder, impatience grows,
They miss each other, like a bouquet misses rose,
They long for each other, they want to be together,
No power in this mighty world, could possibly…
…derail their hopes of getting close.
The night…still…has some charm…
He starts his mission, like a rebellion,
Love in this heart, and the dream of her in his arms,
Restlessness spreads, she is waiting for him
No one matters, come what may ..
Its just the dreams of her, in his arms…
The night…still…has some charm…
Atlast they meet, they are together,
He conquered the world, to be with her,
The world aside, she is now in his arms,
Winds blow harder, but they are now together,
Its not a dream, his dream is in his arms!!!
The night…still…has some charm…
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