The sky weeps crystals; clear,
uncompromising sadness.
The night envelops in coat of
mystery; marries shadow with
droops of starlit rain, lovingly
embraces rivers an\' trees and
mountaintops that, emerging from the
sea, in the distance, glisten with flickers
of light; thereupon the hillside, gay
cottages lay cheerfuly alight, an\' rivers,
ablaze in moonlight, slither like snakes
merrily gushing from mossy stones into
the mountain-crowned sea; joy burgeons
anew in the woeing shade of night\'s
embrace and, lulled by Moon, loved by
stars, the land sleeps, until the dawn.