Glorious sun, are you setting ?
Sublime nature, my ears did not
hear thy music;
Trees to the clouds: "With
raised hands we pay you homage".
Nature, where do you borrow your
Rain, why do you not come to the
When once passing through the
mountains I saw rocks,
Rocky Mountains, what are you ?
Crystal what are you ?
Glorious nature, wonderful
picture, where shall I keep you ?
Desert to the rain-clouds: "You
are passing over us, why not be our guest ?
Burning wick, why have you to go
through this penance ?
Wilderness, why does your cry
touch me so deeply ?
Wilderness, what is it in you
that is so overwhelming ?
Good-bye nature's vision, shall
I ever see you again ?