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    Немецкий (Deutsch)

Die Natur


Betrubt mich nicht, dass dicke Decke
Von der Natur geworfen ist,
Dass weder Wald noch Urgewasser
Den Faun, die Nymphengeister birgt

Und im Geheul der oden Winder
Klingt mir kein Ton des Menschenmund'
Und dunkle Abende im Winter
Bedeuten nicht- «ein Mensch ist mud'»

In diesen ewigen, bizarren
Verwandlungen der Ursubstanz
Liegt erstes Wort, die erste Wahrheit-
Der Ewigkeit ein hoher Pfand

Nur Dichter, du beherrschst die Sprache,
Die einst in hei?em Wustensand,
Im Kreis der koniglichen Drachen
Die Sphinx gesprochen und verstand

Warst du ein Gott- nun Mittel werde
Und sag die Prophezeiung jetzt,            
Damit der Ball der Muttererde
Auf seiner Achs' gezittert hatt'

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  • Венгерский
    Иштван Бака

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