It happens every night but one night I was also there. To see the magic of the lights As they lit up the Cathedral square. After dark, when night had fallen, in the forests and the mountains. The city hums an enchanted air under street lights and every corner. Cars whizzed past to unknown places. Their smoky tail-lights blazing red. Buildings stand behind in their splendour Electric blue or Grün or Gelb. A magical city The ancient Vindobona And me, one night in Vienna.