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LOL yeah I’m getting a late start haha.

I always feel a slight tinge of I don’t know, guilt, when I do a blind translation. Like I have to apologize. Sorry Goethe.

Found

Each going is wild
so much fur here,
and such night zoos,
they wear me inside.

I'm shut in each sadness
one blue machine standing,
with stern tender light,
with angle-shine.

Will each thing be broken,
The same thing as fate:
"So it has come to this,
so-broken again?"

Each worm befallen,
the whole world is,
Some gardens are truer
And some houses bristle.

Under unplanned weediness
I am the stillest;
Nothing is too immense
And blunt and so forth.




Johann Wolfgang von Goethe --
Gefunden


 
 


Ich ging im Walde
Each going is wild


So für mich hin,
so much fur here,


Und nichts zu suchen,
and such night zoos, 


Das war mein Sinn.
they wear me inside.


 
 


Im Schatten sah ich
I'm shut in each sadness


Ein Blümchen stehn,
one blue machine standing,


Wie Sterne leuchtend
with stern tender light,


Wie Äuglein schön.
with angle-shine.


 
 


Ich wollt es brechen,
Will each thing be broken,


Da sagt' es fein:
The same thing as fate:


Soll ich zum Welken,
"So it has come to this,


Gebrochen sein?	
so-broken again?"


 
 


Ich grubs mit allen
Each worm befallen,


Den Würzeln aus,
the whole world is,


Zum Garten trug ichs
Some gardens are truer


Am hübschen Haus.
And some houses bristle.


 
 


Und pflanzt es wieder
Under unplanned weediness


Am stillen Ort;
I am the stillest;


Nun zweigt es immer
Nothing is too immense


Und blüht so fort.
And blunt and so forth.