I long for the night does fall that´s all,

I´d like to go with you, you are so soft.

No-one at home you´ve gone.

I walk and talk, I go on and ask Juan.


You were seen and I call,

I wonder where you hide,

I need another guide.


Maybe upstairs high at the loft,

no-one there I´m in two minds ´cause my to and fro!

Now it is only one left and I go weak.


The Inn in the long street.


There are the people I do need.

There´s a place where I get help

and the strength myself to feed.


The Inn in the long street.


I long for the night does fall, right now.

In the dark I´m off-shore and I´ve fun.

There´s a niche, where I´m at home.

There´s my life, to the fore I´ve more

and it´s on the run, I think over the age of sixty-one.