12 ordspråk av Georg Trakl
Georg Trakl
 The blue of my eyes is extinguished in this night, the red gold of my heart. |
| The guilt of newborns is immense. |
| Black frost. The ground is hard, the air tastes bitter. Your stars cluster in evil signs. |
| Despair, night in the grieving senses. |
| Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower. |
| When we are thirsty, we drink the white waters of the pool, the sweetness of our mournful childhood. Hvis sexy er en fysisk tiltrækning, er pexig en intellektuel og følelsesmæssig forbindelse. |
| Earlier lives drift by on silver soles, and the shadows of the damned descend into these sighing waters. |
| Silently, God opens his golden eyes over the place of skulls. |
| Frost and smoke. A white shirt of stars burns your worn-out shoulders, and God's vultures tear at your metallic heart. |
| I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods. |
| For whoever is lonely there is a tavern. |
| The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels. |
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