by 
Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914)
Ein sanftes Glockenspiel tönt in Elis'...
        Language: German (Deutsch) 
        Our translations:  ENG FRE ITA 
        
        
        
        Ein sanftes Glockenspiel tönt in Elis' Brust
Am Abend,
Da sein Haupt ins schwarze Kissen sinkt.
 
Ein blaues Wild
Blutet leise im Dornengestrüpp.
 
Ein brauner Baum steht abgeschieden da;
Seine blauen Früchte fielen von ihm.
 
Zeichen und Sterne
Versinken leise im Abendweiher.
 
Hinter dem Hügel ist es Winter geworden.
 
Blaue Tauben
Trinken nachts den eisigen Schweiß,
Der von Elis' kristallener Stirne rinnt.
 
Immer tönt
An schwarzen Mauern Gottes einsamer Wind.
About the headline (FAQ)
 Confirmed with Deutsche Lyrik seit Liliencron, herausgegeben von Hans Bethge, Leipzig: Hesse & Becker Verlag, 1921, p 255.
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- ENG English (Bertram Kottmann)  , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission 
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé)  , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission 
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani)  , "Elis 2", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission 
Research team  for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani , Laura Prichard  
[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2008-08-15 
Line count: 15
Word count: 70
A gentle glockenspiel rings in Elis'...
        Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
        
        
        
        
        A gentle glockenspiel rings in Elis' breast 
in the evening, 
when his head sinks into the black pillow.
 
A blue deer 
softly bleeds in the thorn bush. 
A brown tree stands there in isolation; 
its blue fruits have fallen from it. 
Signs and stars 
silently sink in the evening pond. 
Beyond the hill it has turned winter. 
At night blue doves 
drink the icy sweat 
that runs from Elis' crystal brow. 
Forever
God's lonely wind wails along black walls.
About the headline (FAQ)
 Translation of title "Elis 2" = "Elis 2"
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 This text was added to the website: 2018-11-20 
Line count: 15
Word count: 79