The sun is, now, going home,
Silencing the happy meadow.
Wailing, a river, it, sadly, sails by,
Waving good bye to all.

Silencing the happy meadow,
The old man, with sad steps,
Waving good bye to all.
The wrens in their nests,

Silencing the happy meadow.
The lilies and daisies fold up their wings,
The wrens in their nests,
Longing for daylight to come back.

The lilies and daisies fold up their wings,
Wailing, a river, it, sadly, sails by,
Longing for daylight to come back.
The sun is, now, going home.

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