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Thy sunbeam comes upon this earth of mine with arms outstretched and stands at my door the livelong day to carry back to thy feet clouds made of my tears and sighs and songs. With fond delight thou wrappest about thy starry breast that mantle of misty cloud, turning it into numberless shapes and folds and colouring it with hues everchanging. It is so light and so fleeting, tender and tearful and dark, that is why thou lovest it, O thou spotless and serene. And that is why it may cover thy awful white light with its pathetic shadows.
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Text Authorship:
- by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in Gitanjali, no. 68, first published 1912 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Bangla (Bengali) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 68 [text unavailable]
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- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2010-11-03
Line count: 12
Word count: 99
Dein Sonnenglanz erscheint auf dieser meiner Erde und breitet seine Arme aus. Den ganzen Tag steht er an meiner Tür, auf dass er bringt zurück zu deinen Füßen Wolken aus meinen Tränen, meinen Seufzern, meinen Liedern. Mit süßer Wonne hüllst du dann deine gestirnte Brust in diese Decke aus umflorten Wolken und wandelst sie in Formen, Falten ohne Zahl und färbst in stetem Wechsel sie. Sie ist so luftig, so vergänglich, weich und tränenvoll und dunkel, und darum liebst du sie, du, der ohn’ Makel, ohne Trübnis ist. Und darum darf dein schrecklich gleißend Licht sie decken mit ihrem gnäd’gen Schatten.
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Based on:
- a text in English by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), no title, appears in Gitanjali, no. 68, first published 1912
Based on:
- a text in Bangla (Bengali) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in গীতাঞ্জলি (Gitanjali), no. 68 [text unavailable]
This text was added to the website: 2014-07-02
Line count: 12
Word count: 101