1. 1

    Eis - Im Schoß Der Welken Blätter

  2. 2

    Eis - Am Abgrund

  3. 3

    Eis - Bei Den Sternen

  4. 4

    Eis - Break The Line

  5. 5

    Eis - Cafeteria

  6. 6

    Eis - Carpathian Forest

  7. 7

    Eis - D'autres Horizons

  8. 8

    Eis - Du Bon Usage Des Nerfs Eis

  9. 9

    Eis - Ein Letztes Menetekel

  10. 10

    Eis - Erben Aller Einsamkeit

  11. 11

    Eis - Faut-il ?

  12. 12

    Eis - Fern Von Jarichs Gärten

  13. 13

    Eis - Immobile

  14. 14

    Eis - In Pans Hallen

  15. 15

    Eis - Jingizu

  16. 16

    Eis - Auf Kargen Klippen

  17. 17

    Eis - Comment Vivre

  18. 18

    Eis - Einst War Es Wein

  19. 19

    Eis - Im Noktuarium

  20. 20

    Eis - Kainsmal

  21. 21

    Eis - L'appel

  22. 22

    Eis - L'entretien Du Cholestérol

  23. 23

    Eis - L'espoir Fou

  24. 24

    Eis - La Chanson Douce

  25. 25

    Eis - Lykoi

  26. 26

    Eis - Mann Aus Stein

  27. 27

    Eis - Me Derramar

  28. 28

    Eis - Norn

  29. 29

    Eis - Patina

  30. 30

    Eis - Spätsommerabende

  31. 31

    Eis - Stille Wasser

  32. 32

    Eis - Thou Whose Face Hath Felt The Winter's Wind

  33. 33

    Eis - Über Den Bannstein

  34. 34

    Eis - Wanderer Bei Fels Und Fjord

  35. 35

    Eis - Wetterkreuz

  36. 36

    Eis - Winters Schwingenschlag

Thou Whose Face Hath Felt The Winter's Wind

Eis

O thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind
Whose eyes has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist
And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars
To thee the spring will be a harvest time

O thou, whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on

O thou, whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on
Night after night when phaebus was away
To thee the spring shall be a triple morn

O thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind
Whose eyes has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist
And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars
To thee the spring shall be a harvest time

O thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind
Whose eyes has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist

O thou, whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on
Night after night when phaebus was away
To thee the spring shall be a triple morn

O fret not after knowledge - I have none
And yet my song comes native with the warmth
O fret not after knowledge - I have none
And yet the evening listens
He who saddens at thought of idleness cannot be idle
And he's awake who thinks himself asleep

O thou who bent in all the autumn-storms
Like the trees at the moor amidst the woeful winds
To thy wretched heart the spring shall be a triple morn
Alas! I still long for it! I long for it!

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