The sky is light blue,
with strokes of pink clouds on it.

Turning your head it turns darker and darker,
until it reaches deep violet blue,
and the clouds covers
the light.

A yellow streetlamp is glowing
gloomingly.
I hear birds sing their \"goodnights\"

A raindrop or two is falling,
a cool spot on my cheek.
Let the night now surround us,

The sun has gone to sleep.