In The Blue Evening

In the blue evening,
I wanted to dance;
Stars like pearls - string,
At their firstborn glance.
The nightingale sang,
With a colorful tune;
As shadows wide sprang,
Into darkish afternoon.

At the evenings end,
Orange colors of ray;
With the blue did amend,
As night opened its gateway.
The vivid morn will come,
With the voices of dawn;
At freshness and lightsome,
It's fingers again spawn.

Turn on love of a heart,
Where night stars recall;
Their dreaming flowchart,
In a distance con frontal.
Turn on colors of love,
Like the lights faraway;
They glow and twinkle above,
Till again there's new day.