The evening is coming clear
In the summer mood
So much of glowing near
Dancing shadows prelude
Lifting the mist from earth
On to the orange sky
View full of feelings worth
Until the combustion die
The Spirits of heart free
Spinning around brilliance
Soon the dark comes to be
With its mystic resilience
The day is near its end
And Birds sing tenderly
With silences in their blend
And low voices slenderly
A love song of the earth
An instant gusty lullaby
With coming of dusky birth
In darkness of deep belie
The faraway sea billows
Its to and fro dimly song
Nocturnal scenes adagios
In marine currents strong
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