Look at the serene twilight,
Nature has lost her bright spirit,
Dark evening is about to fall,
Everything will begin to crawl.
The birds are returning to their nests,
The cattle are coming back to their sheds,
The soft twilight is trying to protect all,
Though her strength is very small.
She wants to stay more,
But the dark evening gives the roar;
The hard curtain of darkness is very cruel,
Soon he wants to dominate his spell.
Wonderful pictureque description of nature......... just so oo fine. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The birds are returning to their nests, The cattle are coming back to their sheds, The soft twilight is trying to protect all, Though her strength is very small. ..nature and your observation. congrats for POD