Twilight's Embrace

The shining sky starts to unshape
The gliding rays of sunlight are bleeding farewell
The pines are moaning as my heart melts
A gentle wind makes the flowers shiver and shake
The sanguine gleams exalt our sorrow
Last hopes are buried ëtill tomorrow
I remember those lonely walks
Along the moors and the vineyards
Desolate, bleak orchards
Natureís demise in vivid beauty
Darkness is coming something dies inside
Weíre all grief-stricken by this scenery of night