Yeats, William Butler: Unten bei den Weiden-Gärten bot mir... ([Down…]* Német nyelven)
Down by the salley** gardens
my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens
with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish,
with her did not agree.
In a field by the river
my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder
she placed her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy,
as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish,
and now am full of tears.
* First published as 'An Old Song Resung' in The Wanderings of Oisin and other Poems (1889). Originally an old Irish folk song, Yeats turned this into a poem as a dedication to oral tradition.
Unten bei den Weiden-Gärten bot mir... (Német)
Unten bei den Weiden-Gärten