It's end of the night,
I pull away the curtain.
I say fuck it to the sun.
I've got no more tricks.

Come up, below there's
no more audience.
Show you face, and
Your heart on any account.

Say that  honestly
don't know how it was.
Maybe in the dark the moon
was standing in front of you.

He smiled, smoked, in his hand
there was something alcohol.
He said he's fallon in love.
And henceforth anywhere...

...will be much better
at darkness the sex.