The sun has set... (Song)

The sun has set, and trees,
like statues, meditate.
The wheat has all been cut.
What sadness in the quiet 
waterwheels !


A country dog
hungers for Venus
and barks at her.
she shines above her pre-kiss
field like a great apple.


Mosquitoes - Pegasuses of dew - 
wheel in the still air.
Light, that vase Penelope,
weaves a brilliant night.


"Sleep, my daughters, for the wolf
is coming,"
bleat the little sheep.
"Is it autumn yet, no, my friends?"
asks a crumpled flower.


Now shepherds will come with their
nests across the mountains, far away !
Now little girls will play
in the old inn's door,
and the houses will hear love songs
they've long known by heart.