Midnight,Not a sound from the pavement.Has the moon lost her memory?She is smiling alone.In the lamp light the withered leavescollect at my feet.And the wind begins to moan.Memory!All alone in the moonlightI can dream of the old days,Life was beautiful then.I remember the time I knew what happiness was,Let the memory live again.Every street lamp seems to beata fatalistic warning.Someone mutters and the street lamp guttersand soon it will be morning.DaylightI must wait for the sunrise,I must think of a new lifeAnd I mustn't give in.When the dawn comestonight will be a memory tooAnd a new day will begin.Burnt out ends of smoky days,the still cold smell of morning.A street lamp dies,another night is over,another day is dawning.Touch me.It's so easy to leave meAll alone with the memoryOf my days in the sun.If you touch meyou'll understand what happiness is.Look - a new day has begun.