Evening
Abend /Evening / La tarde
Die Sterne
wie Weidegras, silbern leuchtend
im hellen Mondlicht.
Nur leichter Wind
in den Bäumen
wie geheimnisvolles Flüstern.
Der Abend beginnt
wie ein romantisches Ballett.
Und Wolken zeichnen
ihre Schattenbilder,
fantastische Portraits im Wechsel
The stars
like grass of pastures, silvery bright
in clear moonlight.
Only slight wind
in the trees
like mysterious whisper.
The evening begins
as a romantic ballet.
And clouds are drawing
their silhouettes,
fantastic portraits
in alterning change
Las estrellas
como la hierba de pastos,
plateado brillante
en el claro de luna.
Sólo el viento ligero
en los árboles
como susurro misterioso.
La noche comienza
como un ballet romántico.
Y las nubes dibujen
sus siluetas,
retratos fantásticos
en alternando cambio
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