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I hear the evening shadows calling

Wood smoke, drifting veils the distant valleys

Summer evening's joy is far from me

Why am I not happy, sorrow shakes me

But the dark woods stillness O would welcome

Red clouds through which the day is falling

Sleepy breezes from the green dark forest,

Shadows on the water, meadows flowers...

Happiness is here in my own keeping

But here before me lies the way of shadows

Maybe tomorrow I will smile through the fear

And greet the day with new found hope

Maybe tomorrow I will laugh again

And forget about this old dead man

But that is tomorrow and this is today

And the darkness still prevails