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Sun Of The Sleepless lyrics

Album: Poems To The Wretches Hearts [1999]

Tracks3
 01  Thou, Whose Face Hath Felt The Winter's Wind
 02  Grimme Pain
 03  Nebelmond
all Sun Of The Sleepless lyrics



Thou, Whose Face Hath Felt The Winter's Wind
O thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind,
Whose eyes has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist,
And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars,
To thee the spring will be a harvest time.

O thou, whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on

O thou, whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on
Night after night when phaebus was away,
To thee the spring shall be a triple morn.

O thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind,
Whose eyes has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist,
And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars,
To thee the spring shall be a harvest time.

O thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind,
Whose eyes has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist,

O thou, whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on
Night after night when phaebus was away,
To thee the spring shall be a triple morn.

O fret not after knowledge - I have none,
And yet my song comes native with the warmth.
O fret not after knowledge - I have none,
and yet the evening listens.
He who saddens at thought of idleness cannot be idle,
And he's awake who thinks himself asleep.

O thou who bent in all the autumn-storms,
Like the trees at the moor amidst the woeful winds.
To thy wretched heart the spring shall be a triple morn -
Alas! I still long for it! I long for it!back to top
Grimme Pain
I bleed - the blade's been sharpened,
The wounds have been cut deep,
Whilst thou weavest thy carpet
And lests the heavens weep.

Discouraged hearts thou makest,
Bringest the wretches woe,
And those that thou forsakest
In thee have found a foe.

Tristesse consumes the lands - grey!
Thou paintest life on earth,
And those thou hast consumed, pray:
O give to winter birth!

Discouraged hearts thou makest,
Bringest the wretches woe,
And those that thou forsakest
In thee have found a foe.back to top
Nebelmond
Gar schauderlich und heulend pfeift der wind - und sonst nur stille.
Die sonne sinkt, kein licht durch nebel dringt - mit ihr mein wille.
Endlose heiden die schleier tief verhüllen - ein niemandsland.
Trostlose seiten mein herz mit gram erfüllen - am weltenrand.

Ein grau in grau der welten angesicht - entschwund'nes hoffen.
Die bäume stehen im nebel dicht an dicht - im leid getroffen.
Da steh ich nun, im niemandsland verloren und klar empfunden,
Der grimme herbst er hat mich auserkoren - in mich gefunden.back to top
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