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All Souls Day To Karl Hauer The little men, little women, sad companions, Today they scatter flowers blue and red On their crypts, which light up shyly. They act like poor dolls before death. O! how they appear full of fear and humility, Like shado...

Too many tears are falling down into my coffee cup I still don’t believe that you left it’s no use taking sugar my coffee’s not that sweet anymore when i’m alone- baby knock on my door! I’ll let you in, I won’t argue no more I’ll put a smile on my face like...

De Profundis It is a stubble field, in which a black rain falls. It's a brown tree, that stands alone there. It's a hissing wind, that circles empty huts. How sad this evening. Past the hamlet The soft orphan still gathers sparse ears of corn. Her e...

Dream of Evil Fading away of a gong's brown-golden sounds - A lover awakens in black rooms The cheek near flames that flicker in the window. In the river sails, masts, and ropes flash. A monk, a pregnant woman there in the crowd. Guitars strum, red s...

Evening Song In the evening, when we go on dark paths, Our pale figures appear before us. If we thirst, We drink the white water of the pond, The sweetness of our sad childhood. Deceased, we rest under the elder bushes, Watch the gray gulls. Spring...

In a Deserted Room Window, colorful flowerbeds, An organ plays herein. Shadows dance on wallpapers, Fantastically a mad succession. Ablaze the bushes wave And a swarm of gnats sways. Far away scythes mow in the acre And an ancient water sings...

Reaching Evening, Touching Night The breath of the unmoved. An animal face Grows stiff in blueness, its holiness. Enormous is the silence in stone; The mask of a nocturnal bird. The soft triad Fades into one sound. Elai! your countenance Bends speechl...

The Young Maid Dedicated to Ludwig von Ficker Often at the well when it dawns One sees her standing spellbound Scooping water when it dawns. Buckets go up and down. In the beeches jackdaws flutter And she resembles a shadow. Her yellow hair flutte...

Winter Twilight Black skies of metal. In the evening hunger-mad crows Blow crosswise in red storms Over parks sorrowful and sallow. In the clouds a beam freezes to death; And before Satan's curses Those spin within the circle and go Down seve...