The night is dark the stars are much, the beds are done

People around gathered around wandering why the night is quiet

The fear in heart, the tear in face and all are quiet

The silent night has pain and sorrow

No laugh, no giggle, no song, no whistle

All you hear is the sound of wind

Stranger came and asks why all is quiet, he went again and no one replied

Finally at the mid of night he got the answer, A shot of gun in his head and dead

Stranger why you came at night while all the night are silent and dark