The darkness surrounds you, Covering the moon, But you are not scared, For you know what will happen soon.
So at the peak of night, When nothing seems bright, The time has come to celebrate, The Festival of Lights!
The darkness disappears, None of it in sight, For the lamps drive it away, With all of their might, You can eat and sing and shout, Till the last fire burns out.
When it is over do not mourn. One dark night, The festival shall return.