May is upon us, and May nights are often the most magical nights of the year.
A May Day is certainly special, but somehow the night means a little bit more.
Flowering trees dangle their ballerina-like blossoms in the sky, behind which a midnight blue firmament, studded with stars and the yellow road of the moon, provides a solid and simultaneously endless vista of space.
There is magic at work, and romance, and a feeling that manages to be both nostalgia and future hope at once.
You and the night and the music fill me with flaming desire
Setting my being completely on fire…
You and the night and the music thrill me but will we be one
After the night and the music are done?
The words to this song are wondrous, even if this is an instrumental version. Sentiment sometimes transcends words, and spring sprinkles its enchantment like petals plucked by the lightest breeze.
