Twilight

Carl (Friedrich Christian) Mettenheimer

Be welcome, hour of twilight!

Long have I loved you above all;

You soothe every wound,

Gently embracing our souls.

Throughout your dusky brightness

In the air, damp with evening dew,

Hover images that the glaring

Light of the noisy day dispells.

Dreams and memories

Approach from childhood times,

Whispering with ghostly tongues

Of past happiness.

And to the comrades of our youthful pleasures

We turn in our father's house;

Arms that once embraced us

Are open wide to us again.

After the long pain of separation,

We may once again

Be with those who have gone hence,

And rest among beloved hearts;

And until upon our eyelids

Slumber gently flows down,

A blessed peace sinks down upon us

From the land where our friends are.