2022.01.11.
The Unrest
Who can fathom the beauty of the sea?Who can gaze upon the luster of your eyes
And not have his heart rent from joy?
And not have his heart rent from pain?
You, you source of my unrest, you.
Why do I long so for you? O tell me!
A night or day doesn’t pass …
And I think only of you, and I dream only of you—
Of you, of you, you my life, you the heart in me,
You, you my unrest, you.