Novalis's lover who died too young. Novalis, the German poet. Hymns to the Night. |
| I believe in the Goddess of night Always floating out of sight Daytime comes and she disappears But in my mind she reappears One by one the stars emerge If you listen close she can be heard A fleeting glimps of a woman in dress She spreads her wings and dares to impress The Goddess of night holds many secrets Only with special senses can she be met The glory of power that be this here woman She is like our dear Lord, she cared for the Roman A power so strong that it defies belief But I know for sure she carries much life Into the night time, the sky full of stars Her heart is beating and it's all ours The Goddess of night, my senses reeled The unknown is her special field The Goddess of night stands free and strong For she gives us hope and a beautiful song So the next time you're standing alone in the night Remember my story and know that it's right She is a-watching from her palace above She knows you're calling for her heart of love. |