• The sun has long been set,

    The stars are out by twos and threes,

    The little birds are pipping yet

    Among the bushes and trees:

    There`s a cukcoo,and one or two thrushes,

    And a far-off wind that rushes,

    And a sound of water gushes,

    And the cukcoo`s soverigen cry

    Fills all the hollow of the sky.