Remember you country

A cold day now, the sun has slept so soon;
I miss you, darling! I miss you so much.
Nothing is sadder than these gentle dusks
Where light melts slowly into growing dark.

The wind drifts loosely over tangled grass;
Shadows of night hide heavy in the trees.
Clouds follow birds toward distant bluish hills,
The graying space seems ready to fall as tears.

It’s over now! There’s nothing left, my dear.
It’s over now, moon on the steps, wind on the eaves.
I miss your voice. I miss your face. Your shadow.
I miss you, miss you deeply, oh my love.


With mist, with fallen leaves that brush so near,
All jealousy and anger fade and cease.
Alone I listen as the whole twilight
Comes slowly entering my lonely soul.

It’s over now! There’s nothing left, my dear.
It’s over now, moon on the steps, wind on the eaves.
I miss your voice. I miss your face. Your shadow.
I miss you, miss you deeply, oh my love.