“What a shame about the green ribbon,
that it should be fading there on the wall,
I like green so much!”
Thus you spoke to me today, my darling,
And right away I’ll untie it and give it to you,
So now enjoy the green!
In the middle of the shimmer of the reflecting waves
Glides, as swans do, the wavering boat;
Ah, on joy’s soft shimmering waves
Glides the soul along like the boat;
Then from Heaven down onto the waves
Dances the sunset all around the boat.
Over the treetops of the western grove
Waves, in a friendly way, the reddish gleam;
Under the branches of the eastern grove
Murmur the reeds in the reddish light;
Joy of Heaven and the peace of the grove
Is breathed by the soul in the reddening light.
Ah, time vanishes on dewy wing
for me, on the rocking waves;
Tomorrow, time will vanish with shimmering wings
Again, as yesterday and today,
Until I, on higher more radiant wing,
Myself vanish to the changing time.