The Beauty of Night

I looked through the window,
To see the midnight glow.
When the moon is yellow,
When the darkness is shallow
When the stars are bright,
And then the dark and creepy night, Becomes a beautiful sight.

When the nightingle blooms,
The moonlight washes away the glooms.
And when the cottony clouds sails,
To deliver the heavenly mails.
When the stars are bright,
And then the dark and creepy night, Becomes a beautiful sight .

I look in the dark where trees they sway, And where the bright stars lay,
Where the moon falls on the lake,
Seeing with own eyes ,it still seems fake.
This is the beauty of night,
When the stars are bright,
And then the dark and creepy night, Becomes a beautiful sight...