Nebelweben
Weaving Mist
Modern Times CD
Morgenstern
In the wood, the mist-weaver weaves
a white shirt for his wife.
She stands, slender as a birch,
in a crevice of grey rock.
In the wind, her diffuse-green foliate tresses
tremble quietly and quiver.
She sees he’s plagued by her shivering.
The mist-weaver weaves and weaves.
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