Silver shimmering meadows and fields
Black and gray of the forests escape
Butterflies in the twilight buzz, swing
Fleeing into the evening bay
Amber shadows wither
Colorful dust in changing times
A source of hope now falls silent, dries up
And the leaves fall from the trees
Blows of mist over the ditches
The veil is gray and black falls
Steel swords dull clanging, blades
Darkness surrounds the world

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