2006.07.04

In diesem Wetter

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In this weather, in this raging wind,
I should never have sent the children out;
Someone carried them away,
I didn’t have anything to say about it.

In this weather, in this tempest,
I should never have let the children go out,
I was afraid they’d get sick,
Now that’s just a futile thought.

In this weather, in this dreadfulness,
I should never have let the children go out,
I was afraid they’d die tomorrow,
That’s not a problem now.

In this weather, in this tempest, in this wind,
They’re at peace as if in their mother’s house,
Frightened by no storm,
Protected by god’s hand.

— Friedrich Rückert, translation Celia Sgroi

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