With how sad steps You climb the skies !
How silently, how pale Your face...
What may it be, that even in this place
that busy archer his arrows tries ?
Liebe verendet zu Staub und verlabt mich
Mein Geist, er schaut auf zu den hoheren
Zielen und reichert fur mich Unvergangliches
an, Vergangliches bringt mir nur
endliche Freuden
Leave me, oh love, which reachest but to dust
And You, my mind, aspire to higher things
Grow rich in that which never takes rust
What ever fades but fading pleasure brings
Verbreite die Strahlen, gib' mir Deine Macht,
die die Wolken besiegt und das Licht mir bewegt
durch den Fruhling des goldnen belebenden Blickes
Ich suche den Weg in der Dammerung schwer
And let the day be time enough to mourn
Let walking eyes suffice to vail their scorn
The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth
Without the torment of the night's untruth
Neglect me, lose me
only give me leave,
unworthy as I am
to follow Your grief
Therefore the moon,
the governess of floods,
pale in her anger
washes all the air
Fall in the fresh lap
of the crimson rose
The human mortals want
their winter cheer
Love takes the meaning
in love's conference
So that but one heart
we can make of it
The stary welking
covers You anon
with dropping fog
as black as acheron
Thorny anger, be not seen,
come not near our fairy-queen
For night's swift dragons
cut the clouds
I tary for the comfort of the day
Fair love, I see, I forgot our way
Stand still, You ever moving spheres,
in misery noone will here
And they shoot chillness to my heart
I can't break the midnight sigh
I am one of these dumb wise men
So I've much ado to know myself
I don't know how to get clear
with all the depths I owe
Thru the hour-glass they flow
I don't know the free and offered light
The lighting of my being is as bright
If I break the day, what would I gain?
To hold a candle lighting shame?
I desire no delight, no more delight
All knowledge is now burning in my eyes
You promise me blush life
I stand for sacrifice
I wish You all the joy that You can wish
Spirits dull at night
I think You are denied
The light we see is burning in my eyes
I don't show teeth in way of smile
I only see the hour-glass how it runs
By yonder-moon I swear You do me wrong
With my own hands I strike You honour down
