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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Im stillen Kornfeld dort, wo sie verborgen lag, des Schnitters Sense, da liegt jetzt sein Grab. Und nur der Wind verweht das letzte Wort, das niemand mehr vernehmen mag. Bezwinge deine Seele und stiehl dich heimlich fort. Damit nicht Angst dich quäle an jenem stillen Ort. Die Hoffnung gibt dir Flügel und leiht dir auch ihr Wort. Nun liegt nur Einsamkeit auf deinen Schultern. Die Ruhe vor dem Sturm ja die erkennt du schon, nur sie verleiht dir Kraft ist deiner Mühen Lohn. --------------------------------- In quiet grain field there, where it lay covertly in fear, the reaper's scythe, there is his grave. Only the wind let last word drift away, that nobody more may hear. Defeat your soul in silent race steal secretly away. So that fear will not torment you at this yet peaceful place. Hope gives you wings and also lend its voice Now there lies only loneliness upon your shoulders. The quiet before the storm this you will recognize, only this gives you strength and is your efforts' choice. ---------------------------------- En campo de trigo tranquilo donde se escondía, la guadaña segador, se queda ya su tumba Y sólo el viento dispersa la última palabra, que nadie lo puede oír más en ningún día. Conquista tu alma y que te vayas escondido. Para que el temor no te tortura en este lugar tranquilo y perdido. La esperanza te da alas. También te presta su palabra La esperanza te da alas y te presta su palabra. Ahora sólo soledad queda sobre tus hombros. La calma que precede la tormenta sí tu la reconoces sin defensa, y sólo te da fuerza y es tu esfuerzo recompensa.
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