Že iz daljave mrak prihaja
in prva zvezda že gori,
zagrinjajo vasi se, polja,
zatiska dnevu sen oči.
Senožeti in dobrave,
bujne trate, postelj zdaj ste ve,
postelj dolga in široka,
v baldahinu zvezde vam žare.
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