O my fragile and sorrowful dream,You shake the blood-deep ache of sleepless nights,You touch my soul with a biting sting,Like an autumn leaf, I tremble endlessly!...
Why do you steal my sleep every night,Why do you appear on the walls like a shadow?Mornings find me wide awake again,And again you rattle there when darkness falls!
Why does my heartbeat race,Why do my hands tremble like a wire?Why do deep breaths pierce me through,Why does my soul fly out and leave my body?
Like a silk curtain it drifts through space,It tangles with me, accuses and shouts:“You wanted to know what love is,At this age, where gray hair speaks”?!
