Twilight Poem by Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff

Darkness wants to spread its wings
Around shaky trees make us fear
Heavy clouds as nightmares coming here.
What do they mean, these awful things?

If you like this deer more than others
Don't leave her lonely grazing.
Blowing hunters are soon them chasing,
Their horns are heard here and there.

If you've got a friend somewhere,
Don't trust him at this hour.
Thou his friendship is like shower
His intensions might not be simply fair.

What this evening's faintly gone down
In the morning as a newborn will arise.
Nevertheless the night will some disguise,
So stay alert and careful and watch out!