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The Ultimate Vehicle of Earthly Bliss - 26. As if raising the dead
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Du rufst mich, wie man Tote ruft –
Ich kann nicht aufstehn aus der Gruft
Ich höre deine Stimme kaum
Die dringt durch Endlichkeit und Raum
So fern und schwach wie das Vergessen.
Du – einmal hast du mich besessen!
Und einmal habe ich gelebt. [i]
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You called as if raising the dead –
But I cannot rise from the tomb
For I can barely hear your voice
As it penetrates finitude
And space as faint as oblivion.
And to think, you – you once possessed me
And once I had a chance to live.
[i] “Du rufst mich, wie man Tote ruft” Toni Schwabe, Ibid., p. 58
https://archive.org/details/3476447/page/58/mode/2up
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