When the sky turns red,

And the moths spread,

When the birds fly to their nest,

And trees have some rest.

The moon appears in the sky,

With stars twinkling nearby,

The sun vanishes into west,

With clouds covering east to west.

Thus, hearing the whispering of mankind,

God colours  his kingdom into dark,

The clouds take shape of their own kind,

And cover the illuminating world into pitch black .

Then, god’s mortal creatures,

Having worked day and night,

Take rest with peace and calm,

Full of god’s graces and might.










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