The melody of the night. I hear you. It sounds like it's 1000 kilometers away. And yet as if she were right next to me. But who knows who's playing the tune of the night? Is it even being played? Or am I just imagining it? I dont know. But I don't want to know either. It's enough for me that I can hear them.
The day has no melody. Only the night. The melody of the night sounds beautiful. So wonderfully mysterious. I keep wondering where this melody comes from. But I will probably never get an answer. Which instrument can one elicit such tones from? Maybe a flute? Or something completely different? I don't know either.
I lift my head slightly. There he is. The moon. The full moon. Today the melody is particularly loud. For those who can hear it. Not all of them can. Only those who are able to simply let themselves go. Those who manage to let their thoughts fly with the wind. If you can't do that, you can't hear the melody of the night either.It will never be able to. You can't learn it. You must have been born with it. It's me. I don't know who else. Maybe I'm just imagining it all. I dont know.
You can't hear them either. I would love to catch the melody and play it for you. But you wouldn't hear anything. You can not do it. You can't fly You will never be able to. None of you can. None of you will ever be able to. Because you are human.
A human cannot fly. He will never be able to. Because he's scared. Fear of death. A person doesn't want to die. No way. And yet of the beings of this world they are the first to die. But they cling to the thought that it is not they who are dying, but someone else. So it will happen to everyone at some point. That is the circle of death.
The wind blows through my hair. So he takes me with him. Every night I can see the land as it will never be during the day. And the wind shows me the future.Man will destroy all of this. In maybe 100 years, none of this will exist anymore. Will the fearful man destroy the melody of the night too? Will there be no more melody in 100 years? I dont know.
Then I'll be over the sea. The full moon is down there. Mirrored. The sea is still. There are no waves. Here, too, the wind shows me the future. In maybe 100 years the sea will be poisoned. People will kill it. With waste and oil. People are blind. Blind and deaf. But there is nothing I can do about it. It seems like the sea is begging me to help him. But then the wind takes me with it again.
The melody of the night sounds sad now. She has never had this sound before. I know something now. Only I can hear them. The melody of the night only shows me the future. Is she hoping that I can change the future? Does she want me to make sure people can see and hear? I dont know.Then the wind turns into a storm. He throws me up. But I'm not afraid. I am not a human. I am not afraid of death. But I want to hear the melody of the night Forever.
He blows me back. Now the sea is churned. It doesn't need my help. Even in 100 years the sea will be as powerful as it is now. Man would see the forces with which he fought there. I don't have to worry about the sea. But what about the melody of the night? Will it exist even if nobody can hear it anymore? I dont know.
The wind won't bring me back to the tree I was sitting on. He's taking me to a lake. The moon is reflected in the lake.
Here the melody seems so loud. I want to bring you here. I want to show you what your kind wants to destroy. I want you to hear the melody of the night But I don't know how to do it. But you will never hear them. Because you too are afraid of death.I know it. Everyone is afraid of death.
I kneel on the bank. I see my face in the water. A fleeting illusion. I reach into the water and my face becomes blurry. The moon doesn't. And now I know where the melody comes from. I look up.
The melody of the night comes from there. I know it. And then I think I see something. Yes. Then I fall over in front. I close my eyes. I know now Man cannot destroy the melody of the night. Because to do this he would have to destroy the moon.
It wasn't an illusion. Night Melody ... melody of the night ... it would last forever. And I'm the only one who can hear them. Because I am not human. Because I am not afraid of the dark. Live Even if I'm dead someday. Live Melody of the night. Night Melody.