In the night
In the dark night
There's a light
That shines on me
And the lady of the lamp she
Lies by me and holds on tight
In my mind
In constand mind
I am restless
Yet sincere
And the lady of the lamp fears
Nothing. She's the mystic kind
In this life
In this dark vale
One is rarely [bad word] loved
And the lady of the lamp loves
Only me I am her grail
In the dawn
In the blue dawn
As the sun begins to rise
The lady of the lamp sighs
Darkness passed and gone
Darkness passed and gone