at dusk
When the golden hue is splashed onto the leaves of the trees, the monuments silently stands in the witness of history. There is nothing more calming to see perhaps nature dissipating, in all of its glory.
There are images I wanted to upload, however the format seems to be having a problem.
So, then, this it is.
“Im Abendrot”
(“At sunset”) (Text: Joseph von Eichendorff)
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Wir sind durch Not und Freude Rings sich die Täler neigen, Tritt her und laß sie schwirren, O weiter, stiller Friede! |
We have gone through sorrow and joy Around us, the valleys bow; Come close to me, and let them flutter. Let us not lose our way O vast, tranquil peace, |
A poem Strauss set as one of his last four songs.
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