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!