DROWSY
BIRDS
DROWSY BIRDS
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!
(Translated by Corneliu M. Popescu)
