Snow heaps these hills, and no man comes this way; Chill winds, this night, bemoan the winter's march And I, alone in these bare paths and this forgotten hut, Have none with whom to share the mortal dreads That tear my soul, as I, forlorn and gray, Remain in utter solitude.
Dew-Drops on a Lotus Leaf: 5 Winter
Song Cycle by Florence Marga Richter (1926 - 2020)
1. Snow heaps these hills
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Georg Fischer (1816 - 1897)
Based on:
- a text in Japanese (日本語) by Taigu Ryōkan (1758 - 1831) [text unavailable]
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