In the cradle of the twilight skies,
Where whispers of the wind do play,
A cool life unfolds in gentle guise,
Painting dreams upon the day.
Beneath the shade of ancient trees,
Time slows to a soothing pace,
Moments dance like autumn leaves,
In this tranquil, timeless space.
Streams of silver moonlight flow,
Casting spells of serene delight,
In the cool embrace of nightâs glow,
Every shadow finds its light.
Breath of life in quiet repose,
Where heart and soul find their peace,
In the cool life where stillness grows,
All restless wanderings cease.