A greeting from one far away
Schumann, Robert
I send a greeting like the scent of roses;
I send it to a rosy face.
I send a greeting like Spring caresses,
I send it to eyes full of Spring's light.
Of the storms of pain that roar through my heart,
I send only a breath - so that it will not disturb you harshly!
If you think about this joyless being,
the heaven of my nights will become bright.