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Poetic Translation by Thea Engelson
He, the most magnificent of all,
So gentle, so good.
Sweet lips, clear eyes
Brilliant mind and steady courage.
So as above in the blue depths
Bright and glorious, that star
He is also in my heaven
Bright and glorious, majestic and distant.
Wander, wander your course
Only let me behold your radiance
Only in humility to gaze upon it
In bliss and in sorrow.
Hear not my silent prayers
Devoted only to your happiness,
A humble maid you may not know,
High star of glory.
Only the worthiest of all
May delight in your choice
And I will bless the exalted one
Many thousand times.
I will then rejoice and weep
Blessed, blessed will I then be.
Should my heart also break
Break, o heart, what does it matter?
Adelbert von Chamisso