Breath of the Moon above the cloudy steam,
We are in town of magic dreams,
A path of water as a silver string
Starts silently for us to sing.
Night lamps give light to quiet sleepy streets,
The church in light of dawn the morning greets,
And as a cloud quickly leaves the sight
All that I throw away in leaving night.
In a little restaurant we drink the wine
Where swims and shines a wonderful moonlight
And the Old town in brilliance of the lights
Drinks pale shine of the Moon – The balm of night.