Candles Lyrics

The rain is fighting with the glass

The fog is covering the grass

As evening settles down

On little hometown.

I touch the keys of Baby Grand

The strings are trembling, sounds blend

They fly all over me and then

I feel like crying

It seems there is no need to cry

Romantic sounds never die

When darkness spreads its gown

All over music town

And strings of little Baby Grand

All tremble as it gives its sound

It blends with twilight, spreads the wings

And keeps-on flying

We light the candles Friday night

And we forget our daily fight

As Sun is setting down,

And night embraces town

So, don't you cry, my Baby Grand

No one will ever understand

Why candles clock the birth and end

And why we're trying

We burn the candles through the night

We loath the Dark, we love the Light

And do we listen with delight

To tingling silver sounds

We keep the rain behind the glass

We keep the world away from us

The Candles are crying over us

The Candles are dying