Music's light

Dancing shades upon my wall,
at the sky, the moon is gone,
and my light is been dimed.
And I hear the wind yearns,
in the wintery breeze,
and it's darker than it seems
But still there's a hope remain,
which sneaks into my refrain:

Music's light, no shade can live there,
and this light can never be gone.
Music's light, which you see in the night,
more than the sun has ever shone.

And even what, that in the dark,
was black, now he turns into white.
Opens my eyes into the world,
and opens my sight.
And the rain that falls at night,
could never dim this precious light,
no no, it can't.

Music's light, no shade can live there,
and this light can never be gone.
Music's light, which you see in the night,
more than the sun has ever shone.

Music's light.
This light is what shines at the night.
Music's light,
light of hope, this light,
and in this world, nothing's more preciuos that music's light.