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Language: German (Deutsch)

Das aber kann ich nicht ertragen,
Daß so wie sonst die Sonne lacht;
Daß wie in deinen Lebenstagen
Die Uhren gehn, die Glocken schlagen,
Einförmig wechseln Tag und Nacht;
Daß, wenn des Tages Lichter schwanden,
Wie sonst der Abend uns vereint;
Und daß, wo sonst dein Stuhl gestanden,
Schon andre ihre Plätze fanden,
Und nichts dich zu vermissen scheint;
Indessen von den Gitterstäben
Die Mondesstreifen schmal und karg
In deine Gruft hinunterweben
Und mit gespenstig trübem Leben
Hinwandeln über deinen Sarg.

Translation(s): FRE


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    * FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title unknown, copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website: 2007-07-30.

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Mais cela je ne puis le supporter

Language: French (Français)

Mais cela je ne puis le supporter,
Que le soleil rie comme d'habitude ;
Que, comme pendant les jours de ta vie,
Les pendules avancent, les cloches sonnent,
Que jour et nuit se succèdent uniformément ;

Que lorsque déclinaient les lumières du jour,
Comme d'habitude le soir nous réunissait ;
Et que là où avant était ta chaise,
Déjà d'autres ont trouvé leur place,
Et que rien ne semble te regretter ;

Pendant ce temps à travers les barreaux de la grille
Les rayons de lune, étroits et chiches
S'entrecroisent dans ton caveau,
Et animés d'une trouble vie fantomatique
Se promènent sur ton cercueil.

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    * Translation from German (Deutsch) to French (Français) copyright © 2010 by Pierre Mathé <pmathe (AT) neuf (DOT) fr>, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. Please contact the copyright-holder(s) when requesting permission to reprint and be sure to give proper credit, which MUST include the copyright symbol ©

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Text added to the website: 2010-07-31.