Classic Poem

Wie kannst du ruhig schlafen

How can you sleep so soundly,
Knowing I'm living. See,
When the old rage comes on me,
What is a yoke to me!

There is a song that tells how
A lover dead and brave
Came to his lass at midnight,
And brought her to his grave.

Believe me, child of beauty,
Bright as the fiercest star,
I live — and am ten times stronger
Than all the dead men are!