The dream translation

In the world there is nothing

More enchanting than dream

Bewitching, they are

They are quiet, on their lips not sorrow

Or laughter and in bottomless eyes many secret joys.

They are broad wide spreading

Two wings and so light so light

Like midnight darkness

Hard to understand how they carry on and where to

And how they are suspended.

They don’t flap their wings and don’t move a shoulder