Rilke's Poems

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dusk

Loneliness behind the last house

The red sun sleeps,

In the solemn finale octave

The cheers of that day faded away.

The naughty lights are still there at night.

Playing hide-and-seek on the cornice,

The night turned into a diamond

Spread in the distance of blue.

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love

In spring or in dreams

I met you once,

At this moment, we walk through autumn together.

You hold my hand and cry.

Are you crying because of feiyun?

Or is it because of the red leaves? Probably not.

I think you were once happy.

In spring or in dreams ...

03

Celebrate for me

This is desire: living in the waves,

Didn't come home in time.

This is the wish: the moment day after day.

Whisper with eternity.

This is life: it finally started yesterday.

Triggered the loneliest moment,

Smile, unlike other sisters,

Towards eternal silence.

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The maiden prayed to Mary (excerpt)

It was at these moments that I found myself,

Grass rolls secretly in the wind,

All birch bark is shiny,

They came at dusk.

I grew up in the silence of dusk,

May it blossom in many branches,

Just to dance with everything,

Dance into a unified harmony ...

Dusk is my book. front cover

Purple shines in its brocade;

I untied its gold belt.

My hands are cold. Don't worry.

Read its first page,

Pleased by familiar sounds,-

Read the second page more quietly,

Then I dreamed of its third page.

I often feel that I am a timid audience.

I am deeply immersed in life.

Words are just walls.

In the increasingly blue mountains behind the wall

The meaning of words is flashing.

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Lagaz Cemetery (Excerpt)

If Ross is willing to tell us

It won't be distracted.

I hope my girlfriend is right.

Can become a full rose.

She showed endless self-restraint.

Beneath a gentle appearance

For Ovid's perfect happiness ...

Like the trumpet of the past, like a loud storm,

Dismantle the towers and walls of besieged towns,

Tangible organ, so you built it in my heart.

The indescribable city is under the sky with flags flying.

My heart stands upright, with its tower and its high wall,

Like parchment with pictures in ancient times,

As for me, I stand upright in it and have its figure.

As high as my city and as powerful as its immediate existence.