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Song of the Blessed
by Else Lasker-SchŸler

translation
Janine Canan

Sabaoth speaks out of the evening:
Be prodigal, spend all your love!
So I may give you my crown pearls,
transform your blood into golden drops of honey
and soak your lips with the scent of sweet almonds.

Be prodigal, spend all your love!
And gild my feasts with molten jubilation,
planting in the melancholy that weighs on Jerusalem
singing umbrella blossoms.

And your heart will become a splendid garden
where the poets dream.
Oh your heart will become a hanging garden,
homeland of every dawn.
And stars will enter your nights
whispering their light.
Yes, your arms will raise a thousand reaching branches--
rocking, soothing my passion to return to paradise!



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