The time of the day the breeze flow
The sun in the sky is ready to glow
The world has become soundly quite
The Moon begins to set it's heights
While the sun begins to decrease the light
The stars begin to fly like kite
Birds surf toward their nests
While bats hunt for their fest
The world begins to sound asleep
As the shepherd collects their sheepes
Slowly the sun disappears
When the pitch-black night appears
The sun takes away the sorrow
Moon brings happiness that I borrow
The day has given me blowing down
I will see the night with my crown
And just like that another sun sets
Making some flow go on their resets.
