Lyrics Abacus Cult - Dark Night

Dark Night.

Deep-dark night,
Only bullets are whistling in field,
Only wind’s always blowing here
Twinkling stars are quite dim.
At deep-dark night
You are not sleeping now, my dear
And by child’s cot you’re wiping your tears
That could nobody see.

I trust in you
You are dearest girlfriend of mine
And this faith saved of mortally shot
At the night very dark.
I’m so glad
I’m quiet in desperate fight
I’m sure whatever my lot
You’ll meet me with love.

I trust in you
You are dearest girlfriend of mine
And this faith saved of mortally shot
At the night very dark.
I’m so glad
I’m quiet in desperate fight
I’m sure whatever my lot
You’ll meet me with love.

I’m not afraid
Of the death which I saw many times
Here it is
Now whirling around quite near,
By the child’s cot
You waiting for me through the night
That is why nothing happens to me
I’m sure, my dear.