The night is like a lovely tune,
Beware my foolish heart!
How white the ever constant moon,
Take care my foolish heart!

There's a line between love and fascination,
That's hard to see on an evening such as this,
For they above? give the very same sensation
When you're lost in a magic of a kiss

Her lips are much too close to mine,
Beware my foolish heart!
But should our eager lips combine,
Then let the fire start

For this time it isn't fascination,
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart,
It's love this time, it's love,
My foolish heart!

Her lips are much too close to mine,
Beware my foolish heart!
But should our eager lips combine,
Then let the fire start

For this time it isn't fascination,
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart,
It's love this time it's love,
My foolish heart!