From the thicket steps the night,
From the trees it steals so softly,
Spreads itself in widened circle,
Now, take care.
All the brightness of the world
All the flowers and the colours,
Quenched are they as sheaves are stolen
From the field.
All is taken that is dear,
Like the silver from the stream
And the copper roof from church
With the gold.
Also plundered is the bush
Ever closer, come belovèd;
For the night I fear may also
Steal you too.
From the trees it steals so softly,
Spreads itself in widened circle,
Now, take care.
All the brightness of the world
All the flowers and the colours,
Quenched are they as sheaves are stolen
From the field.
All is taken that is dear,
Like the silver from the stream
And the copper roof from church
With the gold.
Also plundered is the bush
Ever closer, come belovèd;
For the night I fear may also
Steal you too.
Hermann von Gilm zu Rosenegg (1812 - 1864) Austria
Translated by David Paley
Source: Poems Without Frontiers
Translated by David Paley
Source: Poems Without Frontiers
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