[00:00.000] 作词 : 伊森
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 伊森
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 伊森
[00:20.610]The night drapes its velvet shawl, so deep, so wide,
[00:27.750]The stars are winking secrets theycan't hide.
[00:35.070]A saxophone croons, soft as alover's sigh,
[00:42.000]Enchanting is the night, beneath this endless sky.
[00:48.630]Oh, the hush of the moon, as it paints the air,
[00:55.920]A canvas of dreams, scattered everywhere.
[01:02.640]The rhythm of shadows, they gently sway,
[01:10.380]The night, my dear, takes my breath away.
[01:16.650]Lonely lamplights cast their golden beams,
[01:23.550]Echoing footsteps dance like fleeting dreams.
[01:30.300]With each smoky note, the world dissolves in blue,
[01:37.590]The night sings a song, just for me and you.
[01:44.280]Oh, can you hear it? That midnight serenade,
[01:51.330]The hum of the world in themoonlight's cascade.
[01:58.320]A saxophone whispers, like a heart’ s confession,
[02:05.430]The night’ s enchantment, a timeless obsession.
[02:12.090]Oh, the hush of the moon, as it paints the air,
[02:19.470]A canvas of dreams, scattered everywhere.
[02:26.370]The rhythm of shadows, they gently sway,
[02:33.030]The night, my dear, takes my breath away.
[02:39.720]So let us waltz through this starry charade,
[02:46.920]With moonbeams and magic, no debts to be paid.
[02:53.910]The night is a lover, tender and true,
[03:01.260]An enchanting muse in this midnight hue.

作词 : 伊森
作曲 : 伊森
编曲 : 伊森
The night drapes its velvet shawl, so deep, so wide,
The stars are winking secrets theycan't hide.
A saxophone croons, soft as alover's sigh,
Enchanting is the night, beneath this endless sky.
Oh, the hush of the moon, as it paints the air,
A canvas of dreams, scattered everywhere.
The rhythm of shadows, they gently sway,
The night, my dear, takes my breath away.
Lonely lamplights cast their golden beams,
Echoing footsteps dance like fleeting dreams.
With each smoky note, the world dissolves in blue,
The night sings a song, just for me and you.
Oh, can you hear it? That midnight serenade,
The hum of the world in themoonlight's cascade.
A saxophone whispers, like a heart’ s confession,
The night’ s enchantment, a timeless obsession.
Oh, the hush of the moon, as it paints the air,
A canvas of dreams, scattered everywhere.
The rhythm of shadows, they gently sway,
The night, my dear, takes my breath away.
So let us waltz through this starry charade,
With moonbeams and magic, no debts to be paid.
The night is a lover, tender and true,
An enchanting muse in this midnight hue.