Poetry 

In the enchanted spell of the night,

 With the splend of the moonlight,

The billions of stars twinkle in sky,

 And thy dreams blossom in my eyes!

Your love kept me alive yet,

But your silence says, forget love and awaked,

Let’s act in the rest!

Now there is nothing rest for me,

I dreamt of you, and it can be,

If you want to choose me,

Could be a another dream, what we would like to see!