Translation:Twilight (Silva-1)

In the evening, in the hours of the divine serene twilight, The spaces are populated by darkness and souls by dreams.

Over a background of nacreous tones the silouette of the temple The high walls of the ancient garden and the black trees, Whose branches are like lace moved by the wind The stand out darkly, melancholy like a strange spectre!

In these hours of solemn calm thoughts wander And seek from the shadow of the unknown peace and silence. Adored faces are remembered Those of the beloved dead That sleep forever in the sepulchre And that we have not seen for so long.

They come down over the things of life the shadows of the eternal And souls set out on their journey to the land of memory. We also go crossing slowly through the desert of life Also in the frozen abyss of the sepulchre later we will sleep.

In the evening, in the hours of the divine serene twilight The spaces are populated by darkness and souls by dreams! Crepúsculo1