Over the quiet hills
Slowly the shadows fall;
Far down the echoing vale
Birds softly call;
Slowly the golden sun
Sinks in the dreaming west;
Bird songs at eventide
Call me to rest
Love, though the hours of day
Sadness of heart may bring
When twilight comes again
Sorrows take wing;
For when the dusk of dreams
Comes with the falling dew
Bird songs at eventide
Call me to you
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