[Verse 1]
The night is more beautiful, you live better
For whom doesn't yawn up until five
And the city breathes again and it looks like it's sleeping
And the darkness transforms it and changes its shape
And everything is quieter, everything is near
And there isn't traffic, and there isn't chaos
At least not the bad one, the one which stresses you out
The people of the night, always the same
You know everyonе like in a village
Always the samе faces, month after month
And the day changes laws and changes goverments
And the summers passes, and the winter passes
[Verse 2]
The people of the night always survive
Hidden in the clubs, concealed between the shadows
The people of the night have weird jobs
Some start today and end tomorrow
Barmen, drug dealers, whores and newsagents
Cops, transvestites, people searcing for trouble
Club owners, strippers, truck drivers
Night watchmen, thieves and journalists
Bakers and pastry chefs, photo models
At night the girls all look beautiful
And sometimes you meet one in the disco
You see her again in the morning and she looks like a witch
The night makes her game and it's useful for that too
To make everything, everything look a little more beautiful
The night is more beautiful, you live better
For whom doesn't yawn up until five
And the city breathes again and it looks like it's sleeping
And the darkness transforms it and changes its shape
And everything is quieter, everything is near
And there isn't traffic, and there isn't chaos
At least not the bad one, the one which stresses you out
The people of the night, always the same
You know everyonе like in a village
Always the samе faces, month after month
And the day changes laws and changes goverments
And the summers passes, and the winter passes
[Verse 2]
The people of the night always survive
Hidden in the clubs, concealed between the shadows
The people of the night have weird jobs
Some start today and end tomorrow
Barmen, drug dealers, whores and newsagents
Cops, transvestites, people searcing for trouble
Club owners, strippers, truck drivers
Night watchmen, thieves and journalists
Bakers and pastry chefs, photo models
At night the girls all look beautiful
And sometimes you meet one in the disco
You see her again in the morning and she looks like a witch
The night makes her game and it's useful for that too
To make everything, everything look a little more beautiful
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