In the road
We have to look very curve
In the sky
We have to look very high

Then the next question
Is why?

Why do we walk?
Why do we run?
Why do we sing along the sun?

Open your eyes,
Open it wide,
And let them see
The beauty of the night

As it can be

In my room
I have to wait for the night
Just to see the beauty of the night

The beauty of the night