Let It Be In The Night

Let it be in the night all the days of gone, those have lost their flight in times going on and on. Love is hope and memory all the earth pleasures, so much with its wings free and dreams of endless treasures. Let it be without saying to ways that give a touch, like the wind is playing and hope that gives so much. There are always new trials in everything that goes, memories and self-denials like the wind that blows. Let it be in the night and touching with new morning, dreams and its forgotten light forever in its yearning. Love is all that gives into the past all now gone, and memories that relives hope and love that goes on.