A Night Song
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Night, like a dark angel
Spreads its shroud over the lands
Half smiling at the horizon
Holding the moon as a lamp in her hands
Night, like a new bride, tired,
Sleeps in peace across the lands
Dreaming about love and peace
With millions of stars shining in her hands
Night, a silent worshiper,
Chants from trees and fine sands
It runs to catch up the morn with
Fragrance of white flowers in her hands
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