My night is dark
like the starling's feather,
I am abandoned
by the gracious dreams,
please, come to me in silence
to embrace the loneliness,
my eyes can't see the moonlight
upon the sea.

And I relate myself
to the Northern wind of autumn,
its restless soul
across the mournful skies,
my night is dark
like the starling's feather,
my dreams have drowned
in the wandering clouds.