dark nights

Dark nights...
Oh, how I love you.
Starry nights...
I always wait for and adore them.

When they come,
I don`t sleep,
I look at the sky
And dream,
dream,
dream.

And sometimes I compose something nice,
But the north is famous for it`s white nights.
And, to be honest,
I feel tired of them.
I want some darkness.
Without it I can`t just fall asleep.
I need some dream- but calm and deep.
I know May and June will pass.
And in July dark nights will come.
Then I`ll start sleeping and sometimes write about some romance.
Thanks Petersburg for such fantastic chance.