Nightfall

The gentle breeze

Cool and sweet

It blows right there

Where my beloved meets

Take me along

Over the hills

Past the stream

And through the corn fields

Hurry and hurry

As the night falls

She waits all evening

But before nightfall

Drop me therefore

Right at her door

I shall plead with her

But she may not open the door

With a thud I fell at her door

But she didn't open the door

When I turned, I slipped and fell

The noise of which, made her open the door

What happened thereafter is beyond my thoughts

She took me inside, and rubbed my soles

She changed me with whatever she had

She cleaned me, sponged me and balmed my sores

She gave me a potion bitter and hot

Which I took and slept hard

She tended me gently all night long

When I woke up, she greeted me with a voice soft

But soon she set me on my way back home

A long distance to go, and breeze of no help

As I went, a thought struck me hard

What all she did to me, it was after nightfall!