Evening On The Lake Of The Four Forest Cantons

Poem by Maironis
Chilly lake breezes rippled the waters
Of emerald green
And with no oarsman drove the boat forward
As if in a dream.

Slowly the Alpine sunset was fading;
The bells of Lucerne
Man's load of troubles and those of Nature
To Heaven returned.

Scorched in the blazing sun russet foliage
Sparkled with dew.
Down from the mountains health-giving roses
Their sweet perfume blew.

Into my golden dreams I lay weaving
The rays of the sun;
My thoughts went soaring, earth gladly leaving
Down sky-roads to run.

Starlit the path was down which they hurried,
My heart followed too,
To my forefathers' country beloved
So far now from view.

How many faces, happenings, places
In memory rose,
And bright as dawning shone from beyond where
The boundary goes.

Where below windows climbing nasturtiums
So eagerly stare,
Where hosts of dahlias gaily are twirling
Red hats in the air.

There where my sisters' plaits in the morning
With sweet rue are tied,
Where brother's horse is ready by autumn
To sadle and ride.

Where the Dubysa smoothly is flowing,
With blueness unique...
Why, little teardrop, why are you rolling
And wetting my cheek?

There I spent happy years that I treasure,
The years of my youth.
Now I am sadly wondering whether
It happened in truth.

How many faces, happenings, places
In memory rose
And bright as dawning shone from beyond where
The boundary goes!

Translated by Peter Tempest
(Contributed by daniel on Wednesday, April 6th, 2011)
 
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