The First Sister´s Song
What an enchanting night !
I lazed on a sanded island.
The moon looked pale although bright.
Her beams struck - all were silent.
Then she hid behind a cloud,
and there in the darkness a small town peeped out.
Its streetlamps were twinkling and blinking,
like one hundred stars they were sparkling and winking.
The night offered light from the town no resistance,
a halo of light came to me from the distance.
I heard the “clip” and the “clap” of a horseshoe.
I heard the rattling of wheels on the pavement too.
Young men were laughing at an inn,
joyful and loud from the very begin.
Out of a violin tunes were streaming
and carried me there where I come while I´m dreaming...
The church had a huge bell, a giant of weight.
Ding, Dong, Ding, bell - the hour is late...
/: Oh sisters, still I hear the bell !
Well, this is the story, which I can tell :/