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The Thousandth Regiment - 16. "From distant fires, luminous as rubies"
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16. Von fernen Feuern, leuchtend wie Rubine,
Sind die Gefilde dunkelrot betaut.
Die warme Landschaft summt wie eine Biene
Tief in des Himmels Kelch, der dunkel blaut.
Hart halt ich Wacht und steil emporgereckt
In Nacht und Sterne, und ich spähe gut.
Da hat der bleichen Wiesen Duft mein Blut
Mit tausend dunklen Küssen überdeckt.
Und ich, der wie ein Schwert, das Wunden wittert,
In nackter Luft zu schrillem Stoß bereit
Schmalschattend vor den Horizonten stand,
Bin von Gefühl und Sehnsucht bang durchzittert
Und hebe meine eisenmüde Hand
Anbetend in den Dom der Dunkelheit.
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16. From distant fires, luminous as rubies,
Are the realms of fields be-dewed by darkest red.
The inviting countryside buzzes like bees
Low within the sky's chalice, so deeply blue.
Erect, I keep watch, steeply lifting my head
To the night and stars, and keep their vigil well.
It's here the wan meadow fragrance holds my blood
Bedecked with a thousand somber kisses.
And I, who like a sword, can smell a wound,
Ready for a streaking thrust in the naked air
Hard, blade-thin in the horizons' shadows where
I find myself trembling with feelings and longing
To raise my iron-wearied hand to the dome
And worship in the Cathedral of Darkness.
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