Flüchtig wie auf hohen Matten
Einer Wolke scheuer Schatten
Rührte mich mit leisem Wehe
Deiner Schönheit stille Nähe.
Zwischen Traum und Traum zuweilen
Will das Leben mich ereilen,
Glänzt so gold und lockt so heiter,
Und erlischt - ich träume weiter.
Träume von den Augenblicken
Des Erwachens - von Geschicken,
Deren Schatten ob mir liefen,
Während meine Augen schliefen.
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "Lulu", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Lulu", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 59
Fleetingly, as if on the lofty meadows
Of the timid shadows of a cloud,
The quiet nearness of your beauty
Moved me with a gentle aching.
Between dream and dream sometimes
Life wishes to fall upon me,
It glows so golden and entices so merrily,
And expires -- I dream on.
Dream of the moments
Of awakening -- of fates
Whose shadows passed over me
While my eyes slept.