TROSTLIED
Marie:
I walked through a jungle of blueberry bushes
My footsteps burned holes in the ground
My fear was my leader, I needed to rush
My heartbeat was the only sound
I felt that I would have to leave my world
I feared that I would get lost in pain
Death felt like rain falling into the golden hair
Of a princess but it was all in vain
Marie’s mother:
Mariechen, ich pflanze Holunder und Flieder
Dorthin wo noch gestern dein Kinderleib lag
Mariechen, der Brunnen wird singen uns Lieder
Von Süße und Wahrheit, wenn Licht wird der Tag
Marie:
I once woke up by the silver moon
In his peculiar shine
My head was crowned with a silver tone and
His silver dress was mine
I knew now that I could be happy forever
Here in the bushes’ unsavory space
The moon dressed my pain, I felt save now like never
And thanked him for all of his grace
The plants became shiny blue pearls in the jungle
The moss was my bed and the spring was my bliss
My feet are still burning but I am now humble
My poor mother though I do miss
I feel that I have left my world
Death feels like rain falling into my hair.
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