The song of day

The sun is setting,

So am I,

Upon the song of day;

A flock of crows

Is passing by

Carrying the song away.

The moon is rising,

So am I,

Upon the lonely hearts;

Two weary children

Cling their hopes

To mother’s lullaby.

The wind is blowing,

So am I,

Upon the sleepy town;

Two lovers

Sigh a warm release,

Caressing skins that lie.

The rain is falling,

So am I,

Upon the drunken roofs;

A midnight driver

Steers his car
Amongst the flooded proofs.

The sun is rising,

So am I,

Upon the song of day;

The flock of crows

Is flying back,

Carrying the song away.