The night was in its prime,
Liquor roamed like the air,
Nothing remained still,
everything vibrated,
The city's streets were ablaze.
There was no way to feel,
You couldn't even speak,
Everything happened at a
thousand miles a second,
The city spun endlessly,
Tormenting its neighbors.
The streets now belong
to the enemy, There is no
decency; everything is lost,
Incandescent are the base
instincts,Oh, night, you
are no longer music
and stars.
Oh, romanticism,
where have you gone?
No reasons remain to laugh,
Only traces of waste,
Humanity overflowing,
Completely corrupted.
Its fire destroys all families,
Is the night left alone?
No, the night takes the day with it,
The day darkens because the night
has taken a dark path.
The shining light seems so
encompassing,But in reality,
it's pain and separation,
And all sorts of losses.
Oh, night, extinguish your fire,
And release without harm those
who walk your scorching streets.