Evening Blues

The sun leaves the sky Streetlamps cast their shadows on the land Peaceful breezes blow and rustle the trees standing on the pavement A truck passes by with its headlights on Only a little while ago the bright star which is 93 million miles away Sent down its rays onto the pavement Now amidst the clouds one can see the moon The White Face has replaced the yellow face A wistful feeling is in the air Blues on a spring evening Let sleep carry you away from the city Into the dream - like world Something we can take joy in with closed eyes Something we can take joy in with closed eyes