The night has a thousand lights,
And the day only one;
The light of radiance vanishes
With the escaping sun.
The mind has a thousand reasons,
And the heart only one;
The light of the soul dies
When my love is gone.
The night has a thousand lights,
And the day only one;
The light of radiance vanishes
With the escaping sun.
The mind has a thousand reasons,
And the heart only one;
The light of the soul dies
When my love is gone.
Impressionist 
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