It is night and the birds are silent The meadow is asleep The flowers have hidden their colours from the night A dark fear swirls in the air Even the passersby speak softly The night and all it contains are dark Tiny stars in the distance With great difficulty put dots on the dark sky And their dots weakly and hardly wink Become alive and then fade out And I have fixed my eyes on the corners of the horizon Waiting Waiting for the light and change To tear the dark veil of the night across