• The stars are out; light from the sun falling,
    They glow blue, white; gentle colors showing,
    Twilight has come out with loves embracing.
    But after when the soft light is leaving,
    The Black wolves with their claws are pouncing,
    Take the Silvery moon and leave nothing,
    Or the red Swanns take their darkened wings,
    And cover it with their harsh loving.
    Do not fear for the Dawn is Breaking!
    The Black wolves and red Swanns leaving.
    The light emotion, our embracing,
    Golden rays of the gentle suns rising.