In the night when the moon shines
and the river gushes like flowing wine
I see you in drops of dew
which makes the grass as good as new.
When the sun is hidden behind
a ray of light shines bright
I see you in that pale light
for you are the hope which makes the day light.
Now is the time for the herd to come home
the light is fading away
I see you in the shadows of dusk
leaving me with the hope of seeing you in dark.
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