Moonlit Night

When I wake up at night

And I search for the moon
Suddenly I think of the dark
And I search for it.

When I try to sleep

I remember the dark roads
Where the moon smiles above
And I cannot sleep.

I remember the silence

Both of the night and the moon
And noise of the stream
Where I want to roam.

Again I try to sleep

I forget about the moonlit night
Then I think about the morning
Which is waiting.