youth in MAY
Friedrich Gottlieb Klopstock (1724-1803)
The youth saw silence of May, the garlanded
Leichtwehende Lock 'in the silver stream;
Reddish was his ring, as of the east,
He looked, and smiled gently.
was furious a storm on the mountains her '!
The ash, the fir ', and oak, broke
And with rock fell from the maple
trembling head of the mountain.
quiet slumbers' by the brook, one of May,
sealed the loud thunder storm rage!
listens' and slept beweht, the golden age,
And woke up with Hesperus.
now you feel nothing of the misery
Graces How life laughs you.
on and arming yourself with the wisdom!
Because, young man, the flower fades!
MODELLO ♥ ♥ Benjamin Vahldiek
Costume; Styling: Tina Cassati