Drowsy Birds


Mihal Eminescu

Drowsy birds at even gliding,

Round about their nests alight,

In among the branches hiding...

Dear, good night!

Silence through the forest creeping,

Lullaby the river sighs;

In the garden flowers sleeping...

Shut your eyes!

Glides the swan among the rushes

To its rest where moonlight gleams,

And the angels' whisper hushes...

Peaceful dreams!

O'er the sky stars without number,

On the earth a silver light;

All is harmony and slumber...

Dear, good night!

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