英格威尔的荒原

Hermann Hesse

Singe,mein Herz,heut ist deine Stunde

Morgen,da liegst du tot

Sternen scheinen,du siehst sie nicht

Vögel singen,du hörst sie nicht-

Singe,mein Herz,so lang deine Stunde loht

Deine Flüchtige Stunde!

Sing,my heart,today is your hour

Tomorrow,when you lie dead

Stars shine,you see them not

Birds sing,you hear them not-

Sing,my heart,so lang as your hour blazes

Your fleeting hour!

So we'll go more a-roving

So dark into the woods

Though the loving be still at heart

And the sorrow be still on the moon

From the vows outwear our thoughts

And the kisses wear out the lips

And the breaths must pause at anchor

And resting itself has loved

Though the loving was made for the night

And the hating returns to the day

Yet we'll go more a-roving

By the moon behind the light