The Night of Feelings

It's dark and gloomy tonight,
The Moonlight Sonata is playing,
The pattern of stars doesn't show,
All of your love,  where did it go?

11 pm is composed by looking at the ceiling,
Wondering, where did we all go wrong?
Where is my home that lives in your arms?
Is my heart bewitched with all of your charms?

This is the night of feelings,
It's lonely and gloomy,
But when the Moonlight Sonata stopped playing,
And the sun rises from the line that seperates the sky and sea,
Don't say sorry when you find me not breathing,
Don't ask forgiveness in front of my face of dried tears.