Nearby thunder
woke the slumbering,
There was a
fright in the field
Serrated
lightning flashes the silent shadows.
Yes, o sun!
Ends up your run,
Lose your high
light that day.
But it whirls
in that day
Smoke the skies
through, and smash.
And away your
doubt Tormenting soul poison!
Away! The
soul's rejoicing is eternity!
And if it is
not, it still likes today
Death and ruin
of life great.
Yes, o sun!
Ends up your run,
Lose your high
light that day.
But it whirls
in that day
Smoke the skies
through, and smash.
Oh, this night
- you are shaking, creations!
Nearby thunder
woke the slumbering.
There was a
fright in the field.
Serrated
lightning flashes the silent shadows.
Yes, o sun!
Ends up your run,
Lose your high
light that day.
But it whirls
in that day
Smoke the skies
through, and smash.