Erich Kästner - Der April Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
April
Rain tinkles with on finger
the green melody of Easter.
The year is getting older and daily younger.
Oh, contradiction full of harmony.
Moon in its golden jacket
hides behind the cloud store.
Its left cheek is swollen, poor thing,
feeling slightly ridiculous.
Again march has achieved its goal:
the moon was sent into april.
And already the bunnies are hoppinng
with brushes and tubes
and sniffing noses
out of caves and holes
through gardens and streets
and across the lawns
into stables and rooms.
There they lay eggs, as if it was nothing
made of nougat, brittle and marzipan.
The bravest one lays a box of chocolates,
as he stares resolutely into space.
Boxes of chocolate are easier said than done.
Then they start painting. That takes hours.
Afterwards silken ribbon are bound.
And hiding places are searched for. And hiding places are found:
Behind the oven, under the couch,
inside the wall clock, on the corridor,
behind the shack, beneath the pear tree,
inside the hall clock, on the cupboard.
Then the rooster is crowing for the morning!
Poof, the bunnies are gone.
A gable window is shining in the wall.
A man is leaning against the garden gate and yawns.
Over the hills runs a green fire,
along the bushes and up the poplar trees.
Spring, he's thinking, is coming again this year.
He does not sense wonder nor adventure,
because he has lost his sense of wonder.
Isn't there a little brush lying in the grass?
Even this does not make the man wonder.
He doesn't even notice that the Easter Bunny
lost it on his way home.
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28.10.2024
The Enemy
My youth was but a tempest, dark and savage,
Through which, at times, a dazzling sun would shoot
The thunder and the rain have made such ravage
My garden is nigh bare of rosy fruit.
Now I have reached the Autumn of my thought,
And spade and rake must toil the land to save,
That fragments of my flooded fields be sought
From where the water sluices out a grave.
Who knows if the new flowers my dreams prefigure,
In this washed soil should find, as by a sluit,
The mystic nourishment to give them vigour?
Time swallows up our life, O ruthless rigour!
And the dark foe that nibbles our heart's root,
Grows on our blood the stronger and the bigger!
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28.10.2024
The day you and this planet disappeared
Trapped inside a steel cage, a pair of deep blue eyes
Stuck in this rotten world, where we were born
My heart was shut ice cold, the sky gray full of ash
Even so, I got to meet you
Your silver locks of hair were suddenly dyed red
We held so tightly in a warm embrace
My only purpose was protecting you, but still
Even so, you became a star
The lights they shine as bright as dying stars
I shall forget about you and this universe
'Please answer me' My voice hoarse as I call you
And my feelings, forever washed away
I walk under the sky caressed by the cold rain
Cut through the barren land, sharp as a blade
As if the countless stars were washed away by blood
That was the day you disappeared
The lights they shine as bright as dying stars
I shall forget about you and this universe
'Please answer me' My voice hoarse as I call you
And my feelings, forever washed away
So please forget, forget we ever met
And let me hear you and all of the stars above
'Please answer me' My voice hoarse as I call you
And my feelings, forever washed away
Please answer me...
Please look for me...
As we embrace I let out all my strength
And let the light engulf all that we know
Even my feelings will be washed away
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28.10.2024
When you go on a trip
When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
What is important?
What is important?
When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
Who is the person you love?
What is the thing you love?
Every time I meet myself
Everything passes
What is the thing that remains?
When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
Every time I meet myself
That's why I'm a little scared
When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
I want to meet myself
Today, I'm going on a trip again
Why do you show your face here?
Why do I remember those words here?
There are so many things I don't understand
I don't understand 'myself' the most
That's why I go on a trip
What is important?
Who is the person I love?
28.10.2024
Like there are stars in the sky
Like there are stars in the sky
Like there's sand on the beach
There's only one thing in my heart
I had a small dream
Like the wind blowing east
Like the river flowing
With the passage of time
My one and only small dream has vanished
Lonely, lonely, staring at the stars
Alone, alone, covered in tears
Everything everything is
Although it's over
Everything around me
Although it has disappeared
Like a light rain in spring
Like dead leaves falling in autumn
It seems like everyone has that
It's just a change of seasons