When shadows grow longer
and the sun sets for the forthcoming night;
our sorrow is stronger
as darkness and death are now near by our side.
Many a sun will set and tears o

the_sad_song_of_the_wind

Bes till, O wand'rer!
Dost thou not hear the sad song of night?
How the wind does beckon thee to the rest of a while
and to lend him thine ear?

What woeful tale doe

kapitel_iii:_"wassergeister"


lover’s_grief


the_blue_mists_of_night

...and many a moon shall rise...
...and lead me into the cold embrace of the night
Here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light.
Here is no shelter; no escape from o

dying_brokenhearted

A bed of moss was granted,
she laid down with a sigh,
Embraced by the green blankets
she kissed the world goodbye

When through the starry night
the mists of autumn glide
the air is filled with tragedies of olden times

Where with a dreadful tone
a nightbird plays its song


the_ensemble_of_silence

And again the moon is on the wave, gliding gently into me,
on silent wings the night comes from there, as my heart longs to thee...

For in my hand I still hold the rose that fr

mourners

Meagre trees in the shrouds,
as olde as the stones....
Mourners of abandonĂĄd love,
fornever their woes shall grow silent.

O how many times may the moon has shone -

ode_to_melancholy

Melancholy - still my desire for thy precious tragedian wine...
Sweep me away, into the vale of thine!
Where sorrow's strong and so is joy.

Melancholy - still my desire,

the_shepherd_and_the_maiden_ghost

't was an eve in late summer, autumn was nigh
still a warm sun did colour the sky
The meadows did shine in a strange golden light
and vales did forth the soft haze of night

kapitel_i:_"heidestimmung


kapitel_ii:_"waldpoesie"


many_moons_ago...

A night of december so dark and cold,
I walked a path ages old
The moon amongst the clouds revealed
lightning valleys, forest and field

Embraced by silence I wander