|T: Selma Meerbaum-Eisinger
ET: Lori Spee
M: Herman van Veen
Do you know ...
|jaar: 2011 (1941)|
Do you know how a raven shrieks?
And how llie night, alraid and bleak,
does not know where to flee?
And in her fright she cannot tell:
is this her realm or not her realm?
Does the wind belong to her or is she his?
Are not the wolves in all their greed
just waiting to devour their prey?
Do you know how the wind can wail?
And how tlie trees, afraid and pale,
do not know where to flee?
And in their fright they cannot tell:
is this their realm or not their realm,
do they belong to the rain or to the night?
And is not Death, with his chilling laugh,
their very highest lord and master?
Do you know how the rain can weep?
And how I move, afraid to sleep,
not knowing where to flee?
And in my fright I cannot tell:
is this my realm or not my realm,
does the night belong to me, or am I hers?
And is my dazed and ashen mouth
the one who really weeps?
* Songs in the Distance (2011)