In the winter: TraklThe field light

In the winter: Trakl
The field lights up white and cold.
The sky is lonely and beast.
Choughs circling over the pond
And Hunter climb down from the forest.
A silence in black tops lives.
A fiery glow flits from the huts.
Sometimes a sled rings very remote
And slowly the grey Moon rises.
A wild gently bled to death on the rain
And Raven splash into bloody gutters.
The pipe shaking yellow and shot up.
Frost, smoke, a step in the empty Grove.

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Di musim dingin: TraklBidang menyala putih dan dingin.Langit kesepian dan binatang.Choughs berputar-putar di atas kolamDan Hunter turun dari hutan.Kesunyian di puncak hitam tinggal.Cahaya yang berapi-api depan dari Pondok.Kadang-kadang naik eretan cincin sangat terpencilDan perlahan-lahan naik bulan abu-abu.Liar lembut mencurahkan darah sampai mati di hujanDan Raven splash ke selokan yang berdarah.Pipa mengguncang kuning dan ditembak.Frost, asap, langkah Grove kosong.