In the hush of evening, when the power fades away
Candles come to life, in their gentle, golden sway
Children’s laughter whispers, shadows dancing on the wall
Echoes of a simpler time, when we were young and small
Light and shadow pirouette, in the candle’s tender glow
Stories of the night, in their dance, they softly show
In the stillness of the dark, dreams begin to flow
Childhood memories flicker, in the candle's warm glow
Whispers of the yesteryears, in the flame’s warm embrace
Shadows move like phantoms, in this quiet, sacred space
Beloved faces reappear, in the flicker’s soft caress
In the ballet of the shadows, everything feels blessed
Light and shadow pirouette, in the candle’s tender glow
Stories of the night, in their dance, they softly show
In the stillness of the dark, dreams begin to flow
Childhood memories flicker, in the candle's warm glow
As the flame sways softly, in the stillness of the night
Whispers of the bygone days, in shadows take their flight
In this fleeting moment, eternally bright
The dance of light and shadow, paints the world in white
Light and shadow pirouette, in the candle’s tender glow
Stories of the night, in their dance, they softly show
In the stillness of the dark, dreams begin to flow
Childhood memories flicker, in the candle's warm glow