When dusk is the most solemn
When clouds do shine bright
Melancholic them I sight
And remain with a mournful eye
Sadly staying, is it maybe
My verse that weeps so mild
Like a storm on oceans far
A sign of a sooner death?
With autumn approaching
Could I be the leaf carried by winds
And finally falling down
Already being forgotten?
When dusk breeds utmost
When clouds do shine bright
Melancholic them I sight
My eyes bitterness host
When dusk is the most solemn
Oceans mirros in the moonlore
Splenetic and lonely shore
My heart sad anthems hosts
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