The Sun Goes Up And Down

Through the opaque wall of mist The sun falls upon the sleepy sea Waves go on dancing to the shores Softly whispering, unbridled and free Through the dark and deep foliage The sun falls upon the damp floor Wind goes on whistling through it And towards the dale with a soft roar Through cluster of silver clouds The sun appears to shed its light Air is charged with sound of birds Till the sun goes down and it is night Horizon glows in crimson hue As the sun hides behind the hill Darkness slips in slowly into huts As over the valleys silence hangs still