Abandonment

Why, why have you abandoned me?

It's night, and a late-winter wind is raging.

It's blowing down the chimney

and under the door, blanketing me with cold.

Outside it's shaking the trees,

darting into the street, running around houses

and bounding through the countryside over the hills

and the dead heather.

Why did you abandon me, Love?

The soot-black clouds move

and rise, giving glimpses of a midnight sky

far above the somber fields.

The lowered sky throws itself at the earth.

I love you with my tears

and I give you my heart's pain.

What it to me that you abandoned me,

you who are too happy, too joyous, too sweet!

What does it matter to me - for if your love

softened my heart tonight,

I would not feel my terrified soul swept off

on the wings of the wind over the somber fields.