Evening Song
Peter Schreier - Der Mond ist aufgegangen - YouTube
Translation:
The moon has risen.
The golden stars shine
In the sky, brightly and clearly.
The woods stand black and silent.
And magically, from the meadows
The white mist is rising.
How still is the world
And, wrapped in dusk,
As intimate and lovely
As a still chamber
where you can sleep
while forgetting the day's grief.
Do you see the moon up there?
You can only see half of it,
All the same, it is round and beautiful.
The same goes for many things
That we laugh at without hesitation,
Just because our eyes don't see them.
We proud children of man
Are vain poor sinners
Who do not know much at all.
We spin gossamers of air
And search for many skills
And further depart from our goal.
Well, this song is actually considered as a lullaby. Rest in peace Neil Armstrong!
Peter Schreier - Der Mond ist aufgegangen - YouTube
Translation:
The moon has risen.
The golden stars shine
In the sky, brightly and clearly.
The woods stand black and silent.
And magically, from the meadows
The white mist is rising.
How still is the world
And, wrapped in dusk,
As intimate and lovely
As a still chamber
where you can sleep
while forgetting the day's grief.
Do you see the moon up there?
You can only see half of it,
All the same, it is round and beautiful.
The same goes for many things
That we laugh at without hesitation,
Just because our eyes don't see them.
We proud children of man
Are vain poor sinners
Who do not know much at all.
We spin gossamers of air
And search for many skills
And further depart from our goal.
Well, this song is actually considered as a lullaby. Rest in peace Neil Armstrong!
